Mini was shocked and her breath stopped for a minute, the police officer noticed it, and withdrew his suspicion. It had just been a day which had turned Mini from a newlywed to possibly a widow. Mini had become a bride, and then become a widow, and now she was being suspected of his murder. In the morning, the search party was constituted, and they scoured the area till the evening, but found no traces of Adarsh. While no one spoke an untoward word, Mini could not help but feel suspecting eyes looking at her again and again. It was a fact that two girls, who had been brought here by Adarsh on separate occasions, had gone missing from the cottage, and none was the wiser as to their whereabouts. Once could be an accident, twice could be a misfortune, but a third time could be nothing but deliberate.
