Suseela stared at her teenage daughter, Veena, in shock. Her mind raced, struggling to process the words that had just been spoken. She closed the door quickly, her voice barely a whisper. ‘Oh God… Why? Haven’t I suffered enough? “Amma, I am sorry. I meant to tell you earlier, but just could not find the words.” Suseela stepped closer, clutching Veena’s...
