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00:00The silence in Maya's kitchen was a physical presence, broken only by the ticking of a clock

00:05they'd bought together in happier times. Across the marble island, her sister Alia stirred her tea.

00:12For fifty years, they had been confidants, allies, the keepers of each other's history.

00:18Now, they were frozen in a cold war fought over an unexpected battlefield,

00:21their son's university friends. It began with joy. Their sons, Rohan and Samir,

00:29were best friends at university, and through them, Maya and Alia were welcomed into the vibrant

00:34circle of Anya, Vikram, and Priya. They became the cool aunties, Maya hosting lavish dinners,

00:40Alia offering wise counsel. It was a delightful extension of their own bond.

00:46But the shared connection became a source of comparison. A casual offer from Maya to help

00:52with an internship was seen by Alia as an implication her son lacked merit.

00:56Alia's acquaintance with a drama professor made Maya question her own son's success.

01:02The group chat, once a source of laughter, became a ledger of perceived slights and victories.

01:08Who hosted the best study sessions? Whose advice was praised more?

01:13The final confrontation was quiet and devastating. Accusations of jealousy and manipulation flew

01:19across the kitchen island, each word laced with years of curated resentment.

01:23You have to be the favorite, Alia spat. You use those kids to feel relevant,

01:30Maya retorted, her voice trembling. The most painful weapon was the truth,

01:35twisted and sharpened by envy. Alia walked out. There was no slam, just the soft,

01:41final click of the latch. Maya stood alone in the beautiful kitchen,

01:46the echo of that click drowning out the memory of a lifetime of shared laughter.

01:49The beloved sisters, bound by blood and history, had been severed by a thousand tiny cuts of pride,

01:56delivered by the hands of the very friends they had both loved.