|Eshan|
Ayush dragged me to the east side of my house. It was our favourite place where the wall facing the garden at the backside was made of transparent glass from floor to ceiling.
Every summer we five friends would plant, the new plants and would take care of them later onwards. It was our stress buster. As I looked down and watched the seeds we had planted that had turned into full-fledged trees, I couldn't help but feel more guilty for behaving the way I did with my friends.
"Now, speak," Ayush softly said, pulling me out of my guilt trip.
"What?" I avoided his eyes, keeping mine on the rose plants. After a moment of silence I added, "There is nothing to speak."
"I have known you for long enough to understand the unspoken words behind your silence. Now either you continue or-"
