There Was You

Chapter 10: Pinky Singh Oberoi

• Who you are •

"He seems happy todays," I say into the phone, "it's funnys that you couldn'ts do anything about it." I laugh.

At this point, of my life, I seemed psychos to myself.

What have I done? What have I done to myself? What have I done to my son!?

What have I done to my sons!?

"If you ask who, I'm talkings about Shivaay."

It's a wreck.

"He was walking, no daud Rahi thi! With so much joys and I couldn't help but think that maybes, that just maybes, he had an epiphany."

It's a mess. A totals mess.

"That," I continued, "he woke up and realized, I, his 'mom', is the one who ruined his lifes. Separated him from his wifes. And I know, I know, so well that he is going to hate me."

"And I can't imagine him hating me!"

"I mean, I agrees that I hated that stupid, sadak-chaap ladki. But not so much at the risks of loosing my heera beta!"

I sighed and wiped the tears away from my eyes. I didn't want to seem ashamed and scared, which I very much am, through the phone.

"If you get this message, don't call me. Because I'm pulling it off. Don't worry, I won't ruin your plans for yous. I would just not do anything from my parts, anymore. You can't hold anything against me anymore. You can't win this."

I laughed again.

"I can't imagine my son hating me! I can't look at his face of hate. You're on your own. "

I lowered my voice to a threatening hiss.

"And remember, when this all goes down, in the end. I knows who you are."