Both of them indulged themselves in the work. The files lay here and there while they were circling important information from them and the changes were being noted down on the papers. The air was thick with concentration, pens scratching, papers rustling, silence speaking louder than words.

Ratanabha was working with different enthusiasm, her fingers moving faster than usual, his words had worked like magic. They made her believe in herself again. Though it would take her time to become stronger again..