Roaming around the corridors with no thoughts and emotions, clad in her favourite black joggers and blue tee, her hair in a messy bun and her ears covered with earphones, Shanaya took the stairs and ascended to the second floor.
It was almost midnight and, the temperature was not high. The decorated lights were blinking and, the Mansion was bathing in it, the trees were swaying and, the moon was enjoying the cool wind and the view of dancing trees and plants.
The Mansion was the same and, yet it appeared to be different. It was not in it's usual, with no murmurs and footsteps.
Sitting on the stairs, with her face toward the hall of the Mansion, Shanaya smiled with the ironical expressions. She could not accept Avni had just gone to her new home, leaving her family behind.
