"Why didn't you learn Hindi from Aunt Minerva?" Sylvia couldn't stop but taunt him seeing him impatient with the translator.
"How would I know that my sister would find some Hindi-speaking asshole to spend her life with?" The chuckle didn't go unnoticed by Sylvia.
"Language Arthur." Sylvia scolded him.
Arthur hugged her suddenly and pulled her to sit in front of the television to listen to the final result. The faster such drama will end, the sooner his sister would return from India. He knew she had feelings for Ranvijay but he was not sure of their future. He was still not confident enough to let her lead a life back in India.
"I hope you haven't done anything that cannot be reverted, Myra."
Arthur mumbled under his breath.
The final ballot got opened and Myra remained silent. She
