I was seventeen years old, I lived with my grandparents that time in that house. My parents lived in Germany, they rarely came to meet me and honestly, I didn't even miss them that much. But one night, dadu was out for a meeting till late night so I decided to sleep with dadi —” she choked mid sentence, her breath hitched, the tears were there in her eyes again as she gulped down trying to form the words.

“And.. and when I went in her room, she.. she was not there so I went in the washroom and..and found her on the floor, blood was dripping out of— of her head, she..she was..all covered in the blood, her saree— th-that saree was..” and then she moved closer to me hiding her face in my chest, crying out loudly, her broken sobs freaking broke my heart.