Anirudh sat still, like a statue in the fading light of the evening, his hand frozen halfway through turning a page. The study, once filled with the rustle of papers and soft conversation, now echoed with silence. Bondita had just stepped out to see Vimla off, and the weight of the truth Vimla had revealed pressed heavy on Anirudh’s chest.
Her words still rang in his ears and earlier conversation he had with Bondita. That same evening, they had also shared another secret with each other which has made Anirudh more guilty for his past doings.
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