After Sarvagya's call disconnected, Keshav turned to Sejal with a sharp gaze. "Is what I just heard true?"
Sejal shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know anything. Don't waste your time questioning me. I have nothing to do with your son."
Keshav scoffed. "You have more to do with him than anyone else. You're always after him."
Sejal folded her arms. "Then tell me, why would I send someone to follow him? Do you think I want him attacked? What do I gain from that?"
Keshav ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "That's a valid point. You shouldn't have any reason to interfere with him. But if you didn't do it, then who sent that man to stalk Sarvagya and Tripti?"
Sejal picked up a pillow and tossed it aside. "I don't care. Now, I'm going to sleep."
Keshav's patience wore thin. "How many times have I told you not to sleep on the floor? There's a huge bed. Pick a corner if you must, I won't touch you. But you never listen! Even Sarvagya noticed it this morning."
