There had always been a distance between Priya and her elder temple sister. A gap that couldn’t be bridged by words. They had not been close, when the temple elders still lived and Priya was just a small girl. And from the moment Bhumika had taken Priya in, she’d made it clear they could not be family. The kinship between them had become something sharp and sour that bound them together regardless. It made honest words hard.
