Chapter 43 Sacrifice

• I expected her to have tears of delight in her eyes or to see the familiar smile that has the power to light up my whole world, or she would crush me into a bone-crushing hug, but nothing like that happened. She kept looking at me for a few minutes in confusion, and suddenly, a knowing look crossed her face.
• "You must be Aadhya" as soon as she said this, I knew she was not my gramma. She never used my name as she had many names for me according to her mood.
• "But you are not my gramma," I said to her, and she nodded. "But you look like her." I pointed out, and she nodded