Dhruv POV
She signaled me to bring a tissue paper onto the table. I quickly gave her paper to her hand. Then she took the pen from my shirt's pocket.
" How is Ammu?"
Mithuna wrote on the paper with much difficulty.
" Fine," I replied.
" Is she happy now?" She wrote again.
" Why are you asking me this question?" I asked her.
" After you left for the U.S. many things happened…" she wrote and started crying.
" What happened? " I asked her.
" She suffered a lot without you. Don't leave her again. " She wrote hurriedly.
" What happened Mithu?" I asked her.
She tried to write on the paper but her hands had no strength to hold the pen.
She was crying on seeing her hand. I felt bad for the helpless situation. Then I heard footsteps approaching the room. Her eyes widened and signaled me to leave the room. I quickly hid behind the curtain and wanted to know who came to meet Mithuna.
