"What are you doing here? Where are you headed?" Shabd inquired.
"I'm waiting for the bus. I was... going home," Kriti replied softly. His gaze fixated on the beauty mark beneath her lower lip, and he raised an eyebrow.
Oops... What was it about that mole that affected him so?
"Home? Are you going back to that hell?" he questioned, his eyes filled with anger. Overwhelmed by Shabd's intensity, Kriti anxiously looked down.
"Get in the car. Let's go home."
Kriti nodded in agreement and swiftly entered the car. Shabd initiated the drive, and silence engulfed the vehicle for a few uneasy minutes. Glancing towards Kriti, he noticed her gazing out of the window. To his surprise, she was still wearing the same dress from the previous day, and he raised an eyebrow, clearing his throat. Unaware
