*Swathi Pov*

“Water!” I heard the voice and immediately moved from my bed to fill the glass fuming inside with frustration.

“Here!” I said, walking near the person who had just his hand in a cast, but have perfect legs, which he can’t use or just decided not to use.

“Go ahead!” he said not even glancing at me, but typing something on his mobile with his good hand while keeping the device on his lap.

I would love to go ahead and throw this on that phone which he can use with the hand, but not to hold the glass and drink.

What am I doing by being at...