Chapter 36

Arjun's point of view...

I fought with Neha when I was little, for a beautiful doll she had, that I was pleased with. At that time everyone including my Mom tried to convince me that boys do not play with dolls.

Yes, I knew it.

But just because I liked it and I can't have it, I tried to ruin it.

Mom stopped me and promised me that I would get my beautiful doll when I grew up.

I thought it was so childish that I believed that.

She said that the doll would stay with me forever and do whatever I told her to do, unlike the plastic ones.

Every time I see this girl, standing before me, trembling, I remember Mom's words again.

Is she a living embodiment of Mom's pledge, obediently awaiting my command?

Intrigued, I find myself wondering if she is the very doll Mom spoke of.

I was in my inbuilt study room when I saw her coming out of the bathroom. My eyes stuck on her and I felt an unknown jerk all over my body as if I touched a current wire.

It was an inbuilt room separated by a mirror