Same Day:
I don’t miss much. Especially not the little storms that brew in this haveli. When Rajlaxmi Devi declared that the women will sleep on the terrace tonight, my eyes naturally wandered to my Aafat baby. She tried to hide it, but I caught the quick scowl on her lips, the tiny flare of her nose, and that annoyed way she adjusted her veil.
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