Dravya went to Bella in the morning, this time Bella's face was bright as it used to be before he kidnapped her, her lips seemed as if she had crushed rose petals and applied them on her lips. Her sari was well managed and it seemed as if she was waiting for Dravya. He couldn't help but smile looking at the drastic change on Bella.
"Is something different today?", he asked going inside the chamber
"Apart from my mood, nothing is different"
"I am happy that there are no more tears in your eyes", he smiled
"No matter how much I think, I have to move on. This is my life, my husbands are dead and I have to live here in these narrow walls, looking at the dark alley with nothing to do the whole day"
"Don't you like it?"
"Who likes to be held captive in these narrow walls."
"I miss the sun
