Sunday had been unbearable.

Shalini was home the entire day. She had taken a full weekly off, cooked proper meals, played with Aadya for hours, and stayed in the living room till late. Riya had only come up once in the afternoon for a short while, and even then Vikram and she could barely look at each other properly. Every time their eyes met, the air turned heavy. Riya’s breasts felt fuller than usual. The lactation tablets were working strongly now. By evening her top had two faint damp patches that she kept adjusting her dupatta to hide.