She shooted daggers at everyone and stepped to her bedroom. She walked slow, so sure that Vivan would follow. Behind the cold farce, she liked the teasing, because after this Vivan would appease her gently.
After climbing up the stairs, Ira stopped in her tracks before realizing something.
She turned back to see Vivan at the foot of stairs. In a wheelchair, he looked at her pitifully. Between them was the stairs he couldn't cross. She glanced at her room and then at Vivan.
Ira came to him and said, "Dad we need a room downstairs."
On hearing this, Ashay who was sitting in the corner got up to move out of their sight.
"You stand there." Dad stood up.
"Dad, No!" Ashay pleaded. Why should he give his room to them? He had been invisible since his sister arrived, now how did they see him?
The house had many rooms but most of them were upstairs. There was a hall, kitchen and Ashay's room on the ground floor.
"How about we build an elevator in our house?" Ashay suggested.
