Writer's POV:-

"Papa"

"Uncle"

Mrinal showed them his hand gesturing to them he's okay and took a sip of water.

"You're okay?" Diksha asked him, getting concerned.

"Yes, Thank you," Mrinal replied with a smile.

She released her breath which she had held till now and sat back on her seat. She was about to eat when her eyes fell on Sejal who was looking at her with a frown face. Immediately her eyes rotated on the other people sitting at the table. That's when she realised; everyone was looking at her — just her, with a confused face.

"Shit." She muttered under her breath.

Aakarsh, who also saw them...