She thought about the note she had seen with her mother three days back. Her mother read the note and marveled and cried at the note. It contained threats used in anger. Perhaps, that has been the reason behind Tanya being watched closely. Tanya hated it, it made her feel like a kid. She hoped she would get bored at it and leave her to her life. She was bored of being helpless, she hated it also. It made her feel like a kid.

"No outing, stay indoors for one week at least." She remembered her mother's instruction. It made her feel like a kid, she saw kids as helpless. She bit her lips, realizing she was just like them at this moment. But what could she have done?

She could not get angry at Tina or dislike her for treating her like a kid. What mother would be carefree, knowing her daughter was at stake? If there was anyone, definitely not Tina. Tina was her mother, though she never saw her as one till her father died. Tina had been her all and she would not watch Tanya leave her. Tanya was grateful for that, in a sigh.

It had happened on that fateful afternoon, the beginning of Tanya's torment. She had come home that day from high school to find her mother broken into a mess of tears on the tiled floor of the sitting room, she remembered given little attention to the folded paper beside her tearful mother. Hadn't been she'd known!