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Just two days were left for my ruin.
Firstly my marriage was being held against my will, then the date was just after two days and lastly-
He set security outside the house so I wouldn't run away.
And you say your parents have trust issues.
Thanks dad for the level of trust you have on me. I really appreciate it.
I stopped going to the college since the day he bombed me with his decision. All day I would either be sleeping or sobbing. It was like I was a prisoner in my own room.
Oh and my father locked me in room if I forgot to mention that.
So, I kept staring blankly at the walls cursing my fate and thinking of how pathetic my life was going to be.
What a cheap turn my life took!
To kill the time I was deciding which outfits I would take to his- wait- he would have a mansion, right?
Leaving a mansion I would be living in a small apartment or something?
Papa dearest gave me a limit of only 15 outfits and 8 footwear in addition to seizing my cards and everything was another point I added to the list.
"Princess" the door opened all of a sudden as dad entered the room bringing a red lehngha embroidered with dim golden designs on it, for me. "This is the one you used to admire as a child na?"
He still remembered how madly I was in love with that gown. The circumstances today were different though.
On getting no reply he tried to talk to me again "Princess?"
"She died" I sighed. Never had I used such language in front of dad but the same love that once existed died as the finger impressions were a visible example of it.
"Why are you saying this princess?" He tried to console me but this damage wasn't meant to be repaired. Maybe I would have talked to him and tried finding a way out but, there was no way I was staying with him after that.
It seemed easier to just move away than die every day seeing him and remembering what he did.
"Keep your pity to yourself dad. I know how much you love me. You don't have to fake it anymore" I looked out of the window.
He sighed in melancholy and placed the lehngha carefully on the bed.
It wasn't just a lehngha for me. It was my dream to wear that lehngha as I would bride up for the person I would marry. We would talk for hours how I wanted my wedding to be but dad seemed to forget all those promises he made.
