'Tou chor kyun nahin dete aap Anjali ji ko?'
The words kept reverberating in her mind making her dizzy once again. She felt numb waiting for someone to pinch her as always and tell her that it wasn't real. It was a nightmare. She could feel her hopes breaking little by little, the impact of them so physical that she felt difficult to breathe. She walked downstairs slowly in a daze ignoring people calling her for help. She had to get out of here for her own sake. Once she was alone, she let the disgusting scene play in her mind again and again and felt bile rise up in her throat. She rushed towards the washroom and held the toilet bowl but nothing came out.
Leaning at the wall behind her, she closed her eyes and felt the first sign of tears pricking her eyes. As the time passed, she let her tears finally flow knowing this was the ultimate truth that she had to accept. Where had she gone wrong? She had devoted her life to being a perfect woman and yet she was here, crying over her fate.
A similar feeling of betrayal years ago washed over her. It was so long that she felt this kind of helplessness. Would she have felt the same? Maybe that's why she... NO, her mind screamed immediately putting a stop to her train of thoughts. After everything she had done to make sure that she didn't end up like her, she wasn't going to give up so easily. She stood up, wiped her tears and looked at the mirror with a determined face.
Anjali Jha will make sure that she didn't suffer the same fate as her mother.
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