
One day, my parents went out shopping in the evening. Vani came to our home, as usual, to do the daily chores. My brother was working in the adjacent room, bolted from the inside.
After Vani’s work was done, she stood at the door for some time, looking at me hesitantly, as if she wanted to ask me something. I looked at her and raised my eyebrow to question what she wanted.





















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