Arnav's point of view

Switching it off, I poured the coffee into mugs. This might be the 100th coffee. The day, the week, everything was so long and tiring. I carried the tray with so many things in my mind.

"What was my mistake?" Mira asked, breaking my thoughts. She is still on the phone.

"I said, don't answer to anyone. No one is important now. Keep the phone away" I screamed at her and saw that she was scared by my loud voice. Why do I have to say this again and again?

"Are you going to keep that phone away or not?" I yelled at her again as...