She looked down at the letter a lawyer handed her just a moment ago. She looked at everyone placing flowers as she walked out with the letter in her hand. She sat down in the bench of the backyard and opened the letter.
‘Ruhi,
I never had courage to talk to you after you came back from training. I was grateful to you that you never forced me to talk; you never asked why do I treat you so badly. You are more mature than me.
I know that you are aware how much I miss your father and wanted to die since he left. But what I did to you was wrong, I know when I meet your father, I will not be able to face him. He will question me, ‘Why did you abandon our daughter? Why were you such a bad mother?’
You were no different than an orphan even though you had a ‘mother’. I won’t apologise to you be
