The Weeping Stars
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Out on an innocent walk through the forest, Isha did not expect any adventures. Yet, two hours later the villagers were forcing her to marry a complete stranger in the village temple. The tall, dark stranger did not utter a single work in his defence. Instead he observed in the ceremony with utmost contempt and a sardonic detachment that stood in sharp contrast with the blood seeping from his head. His expression changed only when it fell on her. His blue-green eyes turned into twin pool of frozen ice, that seemed to cut into her very soul. 'It's not my fault', cries Isha silently.
But as it is in the Indian conservative society, Isha gets blamed for it. After her new husband leavers her without even a backward glance, Isha gets blamed for shaming herself and her family. She endures endless insults, lecherous stares and social ostracisazion, for an incident she had no control over. But Isha blames the nameless stranger, her husband, who left her in this mess.
Find out what will happen when Isha meets him again. Will she stand up for herself, or will she run.
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