Ishani was sitting on the floor with her back resting on the bed. Tears were continuously flowing from her eyes. Another cruelty was added to the sorrows of her life. The agony inside her was eating her from inside. Her innocent heart was hurt deeply. Her body was trembling and breathing was painful. She looked at her trembling hands and tears began to flow even more from her eyes.

"How could I do that? How could I shoot him.How could I be so bad?" Her breathing became heavy and it was becoming difficult for her to even think.