‘But if only my parents were alive, I would have gone back to them…’ she suppressed a sob to control her tears. ‘…The first time you told me to.’ She gasped for breath and continued, ‘You were not required to repeat time and again.’ She turned away from him to hide her face covered in tears.
He didn’t even bother to listen what she said and was fast asleep, before she completed her sentence in a voice chocked with tears.
The room was dark apart from the dancing shadows of the leaves which made patterns on the jlank wall opposite to the window, the curtains of which were moved away a bit, to let in the corridor light as she was afraid of dark. But, tonight, these dancing leaves’ patterns were scaring her far more than the darkness itself. The silence in the room was more deafening than the raging thoughts in her mind.
My expressions 