Priya read the episode three times. She took notes on her phone. Then she devised a plan.

Priya chuckled and typed a reply: “Maybe she’s just reading the right comics, Maa ji.”

A new comment from a user named “SadSaas123” read: “My daughter-in-law has become a demon. She is too nice. What is happening?”

That Sunday, at a family lunch, Kamala began her usual taunt: “Some daughters-in-law don’t even know how to apply sindoor properly—”

Priya “accidentally” left her phone open to a family WhatsApp group where a cousin had once complained about Kamala’s nosy nature. She “rushed to grab it,” but not before Kamala saw the message.

“Velamma Comics Online,” she typed, her heart thudding a little too fast for a woman of thirty-five.

Kamala blinked, wrong-footed. “Hmph. Finally learning.”