Learning about the truth (5)

|Innaya|

Looking at the downcast expressions on Eshan's mother's face as she drank that vile liquid, I felt troubled. Unlike Eshan and Arjun, she had difficulty with drinking the juice. Her complexion turned paler and paler as she forced herself not to spit it out. Her nose scrunched up. From time to time, she would glance at me and then to her husband's side.

Was she waiting for me to offer her gulab jamun? Perhaps she wanted her husband to stop her. However, he did not move and stared ahead firmly. He was not going to help her. That left me with no choice.

Making my mind, I picked up the bowl of gulab jamun and pushed it in Eshan's hand. Keeping my gaze lowered, I slightly curved my finger and pointed towards his mother. He should be able to understand. Though I had calmed down early, I could not bring myself to initiate a conversation with his mother. What if she misunderstood me?