"Chal. Uth. Bathroom mein chal. Tujhe dhona hai." Come on. Get up. Let's go to the bathroom. You need to wash.
My legs didn't work. He had to half-carry me, my arm over his shoulder, the tail forgotten on the kitchen floor. The bathroom was still steamy from his morning shower. He sat me on the closed toilet seat and turned to the tub.










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