Anushri sat on the swing in garden near by her parents house, her arms crossed as the breeze tousled her hair. It had been three days since she had walked out of the house she shared with Amey. She replayed their argument in her mind, each word cutting deeper than before. Her pride had kept her from telling him where she was going; she wanted to see if he would care enough to find out.But he hadn’t called. He hadn’t messaged. The silence was deafening."Beta, come inside. It’s getting chilly," her mother’s voice broke through her thoughts. She nodded absently,