Stella's POV:
It's been 5 months since we got separated and today is our wedding day.
It's been a year since that moment happened in my life.
I don't regret marrying him and divorcing him. It just didn't work out between us.
This marriage taught me a lesson. People say that love is enought o change a person, nothing else is important. But, that's not true.
I loved him truly but what changed between us. Only physical appearance matters to everyone and no one sees a person's heart.
After the divorce, it was difficult for me to move on but yeah, I never missed him. My love completely died for him when he came up with another woman.
Joe is still in contact with me and I hang out more often with Joe and Catherine akka. Joe doesn't talk to Mathew and doesn't know what he is doing.
I'm living separately in a flat in Anna Nagar. Even though, my dad supported the divorce, my mom was very hesitant.
During the first few weeks after divorce, I was staying with my parents but my mother kept taunting me for breaking a marriage and was worried about how she'll be able to face the relatives.
To preserve my mental peace, I thought of moving out and that's when I came across this flat in Anna Nagar.
To divert my mind, I completed indulged in my work and when I got to know that I have achieved something was, people started recognising me when I went out and started demanding for selfies and videos.
Still, my mission is on and I have been helping many more people including men to stabilize their mental health.
My work is my only world, now. I have nothing else in my life.
I'm sitting in a cafe at VR Mall and I came along with Catherine akka and Joe.
I was laughing and sipping my juice.
"Hey, Stella, unnaku nyabagam iruka, aniku oru naal Joe va oru ponnu thanks uncle nu sonnale.", Catherine said and laughed.
"Adha maraka mudiyuma?", I said.
"Podhum, Podhum. Rombo ottadheenga. Nee dha paaka aunty amdhiri iruka, naan illa.", he said.
"Ohh, naan aunty amdhiri irukena? Nee dhan da, uncle. Uncle, payale.", she said.
We, three were laughing.
I excused myself and walked towards the washroom.
There was a woman standing near the washroom basin, washing her hands.
I didn't see who she was and all. I just washed my hands and corrected my makeup. Just then, I heard a voice.
"Hey?"
I turned to look at that woman.
"Hey, you are his wife, right?"
"Excuse me?"
"Hey, don't you remember me? I'm Jessica, Mathew's....", she said.
"Ohh, yeah...", I said. I totally forgot how she looks.
"How are you?", she asked.
But, my eyes went down to her belly. She was pregnant. Even though, I wasn't bothered much, something pricked my heart.
"Fine. How are you? And, good to see you like this. Which month are you in?", I asked.
"Oh, I'm good. Btw, I'm in my 4th month, now.", she said.
"Oh, wow. Hope your marriage life is going well. My best wishes.", she said.
"Thanks and yeah, even I have been following you. You are doing a great job by helping others.", she said.
"Thanks.", I said.
"So, what's up? You're here and we met each other coincidentally.", she said.
"Yeah, I came up with my sister and brother-in-law and you?"
"I came here with my husband.", she said.
Husband? It must be him. I shouldn't meet him, no matter what happens.
"Okk...", I said and she left.
I was hesitant before stepping out of the washroom. What if he sees me? He'll create a scene for sure.
"Hey, evlo neram washroom lendhu varadhuku?", Catherine akka asked.
"Sorry, akka. Idho polam vaanga.", I said and gripped her hand tightly.
As soon as we came out, my eyes started searching for him and yeah, I was feeling extremely insecure.
Then, we settled down at our table and we started chatting. Even though, I was speaking to them, my mind was making me feel insecure and I was still nervous.
Just then, I turned my head toward the bill counter to see that woman standing there with a guy. She was laughing looking at him.
Just then, her expressions changed and she said something to him.
"I forgot my bag on the table. I'll go and get it."
Before she could leave, he stopped her.
"Let it be, I'll bring it. You wait, here." He said and walked towards the table.
As he turned around, I saw his face and my jaw dropped.
It wasn't Mathew. It was someone else.
I wasn't able to process what was happening around me. Is it all a lie?
She said she came with her husband but this guy is a different one. Is he her husband?
Then, what about Mathew?They both were about to leave the cafe when I excused myself and went towards them.
"Hey...", I called her.
She didn't turn.
"Hey, excuse me." I tapped on her shoulder.
She turned around.
"Yeah..."
"Can I talk to you for a while?", I asked.
"Yes...", her husband gave us some privacy and stood afr away from her.
"Is he your husband?", I asked.
"Yes, why?"
"No, I mean... You were looking forward to marry Mathew, right?"
His expressions changed and her face became cold.
"Yes but I didn't marry him.", she said
"May I know the reason?"
"Stella, see he lied to me. He didn't tell me that he's a diabetic. I got to know that only after you revealed it to me. And, also he didn't tell me about his memory loss and accident. After divorcing you, he started controlling me and used to restrict me from enjoying my life. He started putting on weight and hardly went to GYM. He insisted me to maintain my figure while he himself wasn't consicous about his health. I insisted him to marry me but he came up with some or the other reason. I was fed up with him, that's why I left him, 20 days after you both had a divorce.", she said.
My eyes widened in shock.
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