𝟏. 𝐐𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚

K Y R A

I finally made it home and was sitting at the table for breakfast. My mother was busy making paranthas, her spatula moving as fast as her tongue as she scolded me. Apparently, I had vanished from University mid-term, leaving everyone searching for me while my parents called me incessantly. And there I was-having traveled to another country without a word.