Part 1
“If whatever I am saying is true, what will you do?”
Ram had asked her.
“Haar maan lungi aur apko apki jeet ki mubarakbaad dungi. I’ll stay true to my promise of getting anyone involved in your Dad’s murder punished. That said I am sure my mother had nothing to do with it.”
Priya had answered, her resolute trust in her mother unwavering.
“Ma, did you cover up for Mr. Sood and Varun Jeeju? Tell me, is whatever Mr. Kapoor claiming the truth? Why are you not answering?”
Priya asked her mother, completely sure she’d negate everything.
“I don’t think I did anything wrong by protecting my family. My first loyalty is toward my family. I had to do it for my grandson.”
Meera ma replied.
“Ma do you even realize, that what you did is obstruction of justice. It is a crime. You robbed away Mr. Kapoor’s family of any chance at getting closure. You're the reason the culprits got away.”
Priya felt as if the woman standing next to her wasn’t the mother she’d known and trusted all her life. It was someone else. Someone utterly selfish enough to just care about her own. She wasn’t very different from Mr. Sood after all. Before either of them could speak any further, a loud commotion outside in the living room got their attention.
“Mom! Just don’t worry. My plan will work. You want Shivi to move back home, right. With or without Akki, that is exactly what’s going to happen.”
Nandini paced around the room in distress, listening to her son. A lot could go wrong.
“Shubu why did you give her the gun? What if something happens? I am really worried for Shivi.”
“Relax Mom! She just needs to rile up the kid to point the gun at her. Ram bhai will be there just at that moment. He wouldn’t let her live in a house where her life is in danger. I’ve explained everything to Shivi. She’ll manage. Besides Ram Bhai never keeps that gun loaded. It’s just a keepsake for him as it belonged to Dad, so we have nothing to worry about. I’ve already called him and told him Shivi’s life is in danger. I also made-up stories about how the Soods torture her.”
“We need to be there as well. Otherwise, Priya will spoil everything.”
“Your father is a murderer. That’s what he is. He belongs in jail. He is good for nothing.”
Shivi mocked the thirteen-year-old in front of her. While her machination was working as she needed it to, she couldn’t help but feel bad for the kid. It was necessary as Shubham had explained to her. While she continued to rile up Ishan, she slyly pushed the gun in her bag onto the dining table they were standing next to. Next, she needed to make Ishan notice it.
“You can’t stop me from speaking the truth. What will you do? Threaten to kill me? Your father is a murderer. He is a coward and so are you. You can’t stop me from voicing the truth.”
As Shivina continued to goad him, she saw him pick the gun up. Priya and Meera walked in at that very moment.
Ishaan pointed the gun at Shivina and yelled.
“Just shut up or I’ll shoot you.”
As soon as Priya saw them, she ran up to Ishan.
“Ishan! Leave it. Where did you get a gun from? We can sit down and talk. I’ll explain everything to you.”
“Priya Maasi! Tell me she is lying. This can’t be true. My Dad is a very good man. He can’t do anything like this.”
Ishan cried to her.
“Ishan please give me the gun first. Then I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”
Priya replied carefully.
“I am telling you the truth. Even your mother doesn’t want you. That’s why she left you in Delhi for years.”
Shivini piped in behind Priya.
“Shivi please be quiet. Ishaan, leave it.”
“He is not your father Ishaan. You’re my son. Only my blood. You are not related to him. Listen to me, beta.”
Sara cried to him, pleading with him to listen.
When his maasi didn’t negate Shivina, Ishan was convinced, that everything she was saying was the truth. His mother didn’t want or love him. His Dad wasn’t what he had always thought him to be. His whole life was a lie. He didn’t have to keep living this miserable life. A quick and easy fix was right in his hand. He lifted his hand, positioning the gun to his temple. Sara let out a cry. Shivina panicked. This was not the plan. He was just supposed to aim the gun at her. Ram Bhai should’ve been there to witness this. She wondered what was holding him back. Priya, Sara, and Shivina moved forward at the same time. Each one of them trying to wrestle the gun from Ishaan’s hand. A gunshot resounded and Priya saw her world go dark. A pool of blood gathered around her feet as Shivina fell.
Priya was in a daze as the events that followed came to her in flashes.
Nandini shouting, “Look Ram! Priya shot my Shivi. Do something Ram. Call the ambulance.“
Mr. Kapoor asking her for an explanation. She heard herself say
“It was an accident. I didn’t mean to do this.”
Police escorting her away. She heard the sirens of an ambulance behind her.