“Why would you do that?”, and a heavy sigh was all that she could utter before falling into a deep silence. She just dropped back into her chair, without a single care if it was even there. It was as if someone had taken away her ability to hear and speak. There was a storm boiling inside her, but she wasn't able to catch hold of even a single word. Atria, the maid, watched with worry while dusting the lamp. Knowing that she wasn't in a position to enquire, she waited for a few moments while working slowly, in case Kruti decided to share the news with her. Yes, this wasn't the first time that thunder had struck this abode. In fact, it was almost occasional to have a sombre mood around the place. The weather outside seemed gloomy, yet on opening the window pane, Atria was pleasantly surprised by the cool breeze flowing through. She kept the windows open for Kruti to feel better and went to the attic for further dusting. Kruti was startled by the doorbell, ...