C54 Deceitful

I was in the living room when I heard Chandni’s cry. I headed upstairs in a hurry, almost stumbling on the staircase. I opened the door and halted. Kamala was holding her. What? How dare she touch my baby? I hurried towards her and collected Chandni from her.

“Look here, Kamala, I don’t act nice when it comes to my baby,” I let out. “Your job here is to take care of Krishna, not Chandni