Reshmi stumbled slightly as she was pushed into the living hall, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. She lifted her gaze and saw her father… Dhananjay sat on a sofa at the center of the living hall, legs crossed, eyes scanning documents on the low wooden table.

​Valli walked out from the kitchen with Ganga Amma and Lalita. Her lips curled into a smirk, her eyes raking over Reshmi's disheveled appearance. "So, the lost lamb has finally returned home," she drawled.