C89 Where Is My Child, Veer?

Nadia’s POV

It was morning, I

couldn’t sleep all through the night. I began dialing Mrs Mahavir’s number

again and just as yesterday, it was switched off. I couldn’t control the tears

that gushed down my cheeks, trailing my throat to my chest.

“Where the hell did you

take my baby!” I yelled at the mirror, slamming my hands on the vanity table.

Staring at my raging reflection