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Drishti had been grumpy and cranky the whole day.

"Why not?"

She had been forced to fast, and fasting has never been her forte.

Not that she has ever tried before.

"You are not going to die if you skip two meals a day," Siddhu said, rolling his eyes, seeing the grumpy look on Drishti's face.

"Then why don't you try fasting? Let me see how long you last," Drishti said, glaring at her so-called best friend.

Divyanshi brought a plate of some Rajasthani snacks and handed it over to her son-in-law, who was scrolling through his iPad, looking through his work emails.

He looked up and smiled at his mother-in-law. He had missed breakfast this morning, as he was caught up in a video conference.

"Thank you, Aunty," Shravan said and took one in his hands. Before it could reach his mouth, he heard a loud, dramatic gasp and looked up to see Drishti looking at him with wounded eyes.

"What?" he asked with a frown.

"You are going to eat that?" Drishti asked, pointing her finger at the snack.

"Uh, yes