When I reached my mother's room, I sighed before entering, knowing very well that our conversation was going to end off in a fight.
My mother had thoroughly avoided meeting Seetha's family to the point that it had become disrespectful, and though Seetha herself had not brought it up, I knew it bothered her.
I knew I would have to bring this up with my mother, and that would surely lead to a fight.
When I walked in, however, I was survived by the presence of an unfamiliar woman who was my mother. Actually, I would not even call her a woman. Though she was remarkably beautiful, wearing a rich, deep red sari and an extreme amount of jewelry, she looked young... maybe sixteen? Seventeen at most.
I nodded my head at the fair skin, round eyed girl. I saw her blush before looking away.
"Moth
