"...." Seeing her shouting like that, Dhruv's mother and every other guest in the room couldn't help but turned to look at the origin of the sound.
"Sorry, young lady.. But I didn't mean to do anything like that… and sorry for your loss, but don't worry, I will compensate for it as much as i can." As an adult, Dhruv's mother tried to de-escalate the situation as soon as possible.
Naina, however, didn't pay any attention to her or her words; she just continued to stare at her phone as if nothing else existed in the world besides the piece of technology lying on the ground.
'Has she gotten into some kind of trauma… over a broken phone? No, this must to something precious to her.' Looking at her unresponsive stance, worry began to form inside of her.
After seeing this response, Dhruv's mother's first guess was that this phone might be some kind of gift or something similar to that, considering her reaction.