13 parts Ongoing MatureHe used to call me Savitri. I loved him. Still do. Now he is gone,and I am left with all I am left with, is his memories. The only good in my life after his accident was finding out I am pregnant.
Yes, I have a son. I love my little man. I am only surviving for him, or my depression would have taken me away along back.
That's until they threaten me to take away my child and force me into an unwanted marriage. I only hope I survive it.