Had Raj’s mother cast a spell on him too? Surely, if she could break the bond between Sid and Priyam, their relation was on too incipient a stage to withstand her pressure. And she was pressuring Raj. Aashi knew that very well.
Aashi wanted to trust Raj, to trust his love, but no matter how hard she tried, Mrs. Sinha’s hatred always ended up seeming more powerful than Raj’s love.
‘Hey, don’t squeeze the orange, Aashi, eat it,’ she heard Priyam calling and realized that her hands were indeed wet with juice. She immediately put the piece of orange in her mouth.
‘Here, wipe your hands with this,’ Priyam’s voice fell to her ears again as a towel was put into her hands. Aashi took it silently and rubbed her hands dry.
Just then, a car stopped in front of their gate.
Was it Raj? Aashi waite
