Chapter 7

Sat, 29 Nov 2025 13:23:05 +0000

The morning light, pale and indifferent, spilled through the haveli windows, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. For Meher, it felt like a silent judgement. The previous day's humiliation still burned, a raw, festering wound, and she had spent the night in a restless sleep, her dreams haunted by the vicious words of the maids.