Learning about the truth (6)

|Innaya|

Eshan's father sat straight anxiously in the chair, his left foot clad in the blue cotton slipper tapped on the floor. Pushing back the rimless glasses sliding on his nose, he rubbed the tip of his nose. 

"I asked Arjun to stop from taking the plate from you. I did not raise my voice on you. I would never-"

"Haha… Why would you raise your voice on your sweet daughter when you have us as your poor lambs to slaughter," Arjun said, turning his attention to Eshan's father who sounded tense.

I folded my lips at Arjun's attempt of easing the tense atmosphere. He could only joke in such a situation.

"Sh-" Eshan's father attempted to say something, perhaps he wanted to scold Arjun, but then he remained silent.