I stood outside Dadi Maa's room, my heart racing with nerves. So far, everyone had treated me well, and no one had said anything negative. But now, Dadi Maa had asked me to come into her room, and she wanted to talk. What would she ask? Would she want to know why I was here or where Natasha was? What would I tell her? Why had I married in her place?"Come in," Dadi Maa's voice called from inside.

I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Dadi Maa gestured for me to sit on the couch, and I did so, my hands nervously fidgeting in my lap. She walked over to her closet and returned with a jewelry box.