Ashma's cheek was tingling with pain. The fingerprints of Vidhi were printed on her cheek. Her eyes started watering with pain. Her ears started ringing. She touched her cheek with her left hand to subside the pain and the tingling feeling. For the first time in her life, her mother hit her that too because of some other man. That broke Ashma's heart but she realised one thing, that her mother had been lying to everyone.
"For the first time in my life you used your iron fist on me," Ashma said through gritted teeth. Tears were flowing out of her eyes, not due to sadness but due to pain.
"I am sorry, I am sorry," cried Vidhi.
Ashma showed her, her palm and gestured to her to stop talking. "No, I am sorry. I thought you were my mother but you are some lady who is here to seduce his lover. I don't know who you are," chided Ashma.
"No, no, Ashu, that's not the case at all, I didn't hit you because of him, I hit you because of your words," pleaded Vidhi.
