I did not wish of marrying him. But what can I do? My parents forced me. So I ended up at the altar, vowing to love him when It's actually scripted. I vowed to love, and never leave him behind. It disgusted me. I was crying while uttering those words. But I was very excellent at acting. After that... It was not what I wished. He was abusing me but never did he touched me. I am sincerely grateful for that. But I did not expect falling for him. Yes, I love him. I care for him. Atleast, at those times. I was there for him... Inspite of everything. His problems, troubles... And every other things that was challenging for him. When he was sick, I took care of him. But he did not do the same to me. I had to face everything myself. But I still loved him. Then he came home, drunk. And something happened between us. When morning came, he's attitude towards me changed. He showed me care. I fell even deeper. But then, when I saw him kissing a maiden, I broke. I cannot bare see him in the hands, of other women. I wanted to be that girl. But, I'm just the wife. I had enough of the pain indulging me. He gave me to much pain. So I decide to leave him behind. But little did I know, I was pregnant...