Mrs. Ayesha was left all alone in this crowded and ruthless world full of selfish people. She was listening to her daughter's voice message again and again and that was killing her.
The police investigation had already started but those interrogations, search warrants were not enough to satisfy a mother's restless heart that had lost a piece of its soul along with her daughter.
What was her fault? This was the question that was striking Ayesha continuously. She woke up at midnight, went to the washroom, gave herself a splash of cold water and took a deep breath which was much needed.
The only thing she said to herself was, "The acid in the bottle is still left. And it will be utilized wisely..."