Her skin burned, her eyes were tearing up. She cannot handle the anger within her, she wasn't planning on doing so either.
"So, you're engaged." She said to her 'husband'
"Yes.. And, I hope you stay out of it." He said without looking at her.
"How could I?! I am your first wife! I should be your only wife! I waited five years! For what?! Huh?! For what Dhruv?! Just to see you bring a slut over as your fiancée?!"She shouted in pure anger.
"Dare you call my soon to be wife a slut?! I love her, I love her more than myself and comparing you to her, you are nothing, just a dust particle infront on MY Vasudha." He said, calmly keeping his books on the shelf.
She paused, finally reality hitting her. She walked away with those heavy teary eyes. Reaching her favorite spot, the garden where her soul calmed down. Finally thick tears started escaping from her eyes.
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"You like it?" He said, holding the Jhumkas (earrings).
She smiled nodding. "These are beautiful, but I can't decide which one." She giggled.
"Bhaiya.. We'll buy both." He said to the street-shop owner.
How nice was it. The young couple walked holding hands till it was late at night.
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His Mistress
Romance"We are married." She said showing her ring finger. She smirked. "You are his mistress.. I am his wife"
