"So what do you want to tell us?" Maa asked with a sigh, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and weariness. She was sitting on the sofa with Aryan and Sister Aisha beside her, the three of them forming a wall of expectant faces. Inayat was busy playing with her toys behind the sofa, her little murmurs echoing as she made up her own stories with the prince and princess doll, completely free from the tension building in the room.
Meanwhile, I sat before them on a chair, my chin resting on my hands. I was fully prepared to reveal everything to them, but now that I sat before them, I could not decide where I should actually start. The words tangled on my tongue.
"Oy, little shit, we have been sitting here for the last five minutes," Aryan muttered, impatience dripping from every syllable. "If you have had your fill of looking at our faces, I am moving inside my room. I have a meeting to attend to."
