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“Bhabhi…”

“Appropriate is another word for buried.”

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Her breath hitched. “You are young, Kabir. You don’t understand. In this family, a widow is furniture. Quiet, useful, and never in the way.”

Kabir watched her.

He turned her around. His hands—hesitant, reverent—cupped her elbows. “Then shatter. I will gather every piece.”

“I am a widow.”

“Bhabhi!”