‘You are one of them! And you never bothered telling me about it. All this while you have known every single f*****g thing and you never thought upon sharing it with me. Unbelievable!’ Eyes wide as soccer balls and mouth opened ajar, the girl resembled a panting chihuahua who had just escaped a deadly attack of a bulldog. Her blonde tresses were badly tangled and bundled on top of her head in a messy bun.
Biju peacefully dozed off upon it, unaware of the commotion and conversations.
The girl’s ocean-blue eyes were tired while her face was extremely pale. She had secured the journal in her sweatshirt again.
Mrs Rivera was taken aback by Swamy’s harsh tone. Never in a once, she had heard the tone before. It was new and horrifying to deal with. The lady stared at her hands when
