CHAPTER 39 Anjali There are times when life puts you in a spot where you are equally a victim and the accused. When I entered his studio in the morning, I didn’t know today is going to be one such day for me. Arav looked at me walk in from behind pile of canvas sheets he was arranging. His eyes narrowed finding me here on a Monday morning. He pushed the chair back and got up. My eyes shifted to Asma who was working from the cabin which was mine once. “Asma...” I called breaking her concentration from the papers she was staring at. She smiled and greeted me with ‘Good Morning’. “Morning.” I mumbled nodding. “Asma, can you give us few minutes of privacy?”. Her eyes shifted to Arav for brief minute before picking her phone and sling bag and dashing out hurriedly. Arav looked at me as I

