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"W...who is there?" she asked looking here and there around the room, frightened by the sudden voice.
"Your biological mother!" the old feminine voice sounded again but this time laced with irritation. This both confused and frightened her.
Confused because her mother had already passed away 2 years ago.
Frightened because of the sudden voice whose owner she couldn't find in her room where no one is there other than her.
Or that's what she thought.....
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Sheela is a 23 years old, young married woman. She is a typical housewife whose whole day revolves around her family and household chores.
?
Whose voice did she hear?
Why did it claimed to be her mother?
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