The golden rims of the cups glinted in the sun light that basked the entire living room. She reminisced the time she told Lilly, her only child, she’d give her that tea set on her wedding. The sound of tea that she poured in the cups filled the silence in the room. The guests in the dining area regarded each other, their eyes saying more than their lips. Juhi knew why they were visiting. In the dark hours of last night when Lilly eloped with her beau while she watched from her bedroom window, she made a promise to herself; she will never talk about Lilly. If those ladies didn’t read it in her eyes, they must prepare themselves for the worst that may come.
They smiled at her trying hard to read Juhi’s thoughts. Much like her numbed emotions, her face was a blank canvas. The only mobile feature on her face was her eyes that glistened like embers when the light from the window hit her face. She stared across the table at Lilly’s dark, empty room. Her mind reverberated with Lilly’s silly laugh. Mommy, he’s just a friend. Don’t worry. She had assured her that night when she went out with him the first time.
The sting of betrayal was still fresh in her head. She flinched at the thought and accidentally knocked over her cup of tea. The ladies were started and thought of an excuse to leave the house, but it was too late. Juhi stomped towards Lilly’s room and took her photos off the wall, tore the posters apart and whacked her laptop on the ground. Horrified at her sudden outburst, the ladies were dumbfound and motionless in their chairs.