Tea at 3:17

by Mithila Mukane

The tea was still warm. The clock had stopped. The silence wasn’t empty anymore.
At precisely 3:17 p.m., seventeen-year-old Aarya finds her mother dead in the living room; eyes open, tea untouched, and no note. Everyone says it was suicide. But Aarya knows better. Her mother never left anything unfinished.
Then the journals appear. Hidden. Dated. Distorted.
Each page pulls Aarya deeper into a truth no one ever wanted her to find about her mother, her family, and herself. As timelines blur and memories turn on her, Aarya begins to question everything she thought was real. The journals don’t just remember. They warn.
There’s a final entry. One she was never meant to read.
And it ends with a
3:17.
Tea at 3:17 is not a ghost story. It’s worse.
It’s the kind of truth that waits. Watches.
And finds you when you finally stop running.

She didn’t leave a note.
She left a trail.

268 pages, Kindle Edition

Published January 28, 2026

Reviews

[Reading With Bee · Rating 4 out of 5]

It was a beautiful read, though it demands a certain level of vulnerability. It’s the kind of book that intentionally makes you uncomfortable just to show you what true comfort actually feels like.



I will drop review soon