Tricle sat back on the couch and closed her eyes, taking more than half of the space while Zoya and Shivani waited for her answer. Ticking of pendulum on the wall clock called nine of night while cold wind from the windows creased their skin.
Tricle opened her eyes and shoved another baked chip in her mouth before speaking.
"I came here to stop a major dent in trust and relationship which in turn can cause a huge hole in plan to destroy Martha."
"What do you mean?" Asked Shivani, shifting forward as her brain clouded with thousand thought of uninvited misery.
"One question at a time love." Tricle then moved forward to spin the bottle that now landed on Zoya.
"Truth."
"Do you ever wish to go back to the way thing were before you entered Latebrosa and why?" Tricle asked not wasting a second.
"This doesn't feel right but no, I don't. Am I a bad person?" Zoya turned to Shivani with dews of self doubt flooding her eyes.
