Three months ago she left Rana Mansion as her sister-in-law had just given birth. We sent gifts from our side. During Yugansh’s birthday, we hadn’t spoken for a full three months. Legit three months. I know I shouldn’t have pulled that prank. It was immature. I accept it. I have no excuses to cover up my muskets but even though I don’t like to admit it, the words she throws when she’s angry. It hurts me. They stay longer than they should.

I didn’t initiate any conversation after that. Not because I didn’t want to but because I didn’t want her to burst again. I thought if I kept irritating her, she’d speak but her anger? I won’t joke about that. Only I know how difficult it was to go to bed without hearing her voice. I missed her a lot. But I doubt madam missed me at all. That ego of hers is as sharp as her tongue.