The night was dark. It was eerily silent. A swift breeze blew around her delicate veiled face, just rustling the heavy jewellery adorned. In front of her stood a man, his back facing her, a cigarette clutched in one hand and the whole pack in his pocket. To any bystander, it would seem quite ordinary, she was just a woman obeying her newly wed husband. But the problem was, there wasn't any such bystander. ................. A short story