CHAPTER EIGHT

      

            There is silence in the room. When we are three together and it's not sleeping time, the room would have reverberated with our talk. It's not about arranged marriage. I don't wanna be part of these people's life. The ladies of this family are good but I can't say the same thing for the men. Sas and Saavi are holding my hands. We are staring at the ceiling. I couldn't tell them what happened in his office? They understand but don't ask me. They know I'll tell them when I feel better. 

       The knock on the door breaks the silence. We push ourselves in sitting positions, " Come in, " Saavi says. 

      " What does he want now? " Sas gets on her feet and rolls her eyes. 

      " Dinner is ready ma'am. They are waiting for you at the dining table." Kala says, opening the door. He does not step in. 

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