Chapter 12

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Chapter 12


Lavanya looked back at the man downstairs, being very careful not to be seen by him.

>>Khushi, I have to leave. I can't stay here.<<

Lavanya pulled Khushi with her till they reached her room. Once both were inside, Lavanya started to pack and while she did it, she has a lot to say to Khushi.

>>You know, I always thought my story was sad, Khushi. But yours...damn married to an old man? Who allows something like this? How can someone do this to a young girl like you? It's disgusting. I can't believe this all and it makes me so damn angry on this world and how unjustly it is.

Khushi listened to Lavanya with calmness.

>>It wasn't that bad.<<

Lavanya stopped doing whatever she did and looked to Khushi, obviously a little shocked toward Khushi's kind words about her dead husband.

>>Wasn't bad is a sentence that people use to describe a dinner, shopping experience or the fuc*ing weather. Not a marriage. Marring an old man is like a lifelong sentence of unhappiness. And your dead husband my dear Khushi, married a young woman who was as old as his own granddaughter. Married girls in your age should love her husband, enjoy being with him, bear his children. Not experience being widow at such an young age as yours.<<

Khushi really wanted to say something and explain that it wasn't really bad being married but Lavanya spoke again.

>>Once I was married like you, Khushi. I met a man, fell in love and thought I will grow old with him. My parents were so happy, seeing me finding my love with the man who seemed to love me too. We spend two months in heaven before he left me.

Today I ask myself how could I be so naive to marry a man, not even knowing where he lived but here I am, the best proof that naivety and stupidity exist.

So, since I didn't know where to find him or where he lived, I started to believe that he was dead because at the time this was the only explanation that I could except for his missing. But then, some weeks later, my father found out where he lived and that he was very well alive.

He wanted to travel to London and force him to come back to me but he got ill, so it was me who decided to visit my lost husband.<<

Lavanya put some clothes inside her bag and seemed to need time before she continued to talk.

>>When I reached London, I went straight to his house. It was his mother who opened the door and...and...she said: He made a huge mistake. He doesn't want to be married to you anymore so you should forget him and go back to India.<<

Lavanya's back was facing Khushi but Khushi could see that she removed something from her eyes. Her friend was sad and there was nothing that Khushi do to help, except to listen to Lavanya's painful story.

>>But how would I forget him when I was pregnant with his baby? How, Khushi?<<

Lavanya's voice was just a mere whisper but the impact was like a bomb.

>>Of course I have told my mother-in-law about the unborn baby. Naive and stupid as I was, at that time I believed she would welcome me with open arms into her family, knowing that I wore her grandchild under my heart. And do you know how her actual reply was, Khushi? She told me to abort the baby. She accused me of cheating and that someone else could be the father of the baby and that Indians from India always wanted money.<<

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