Adharah

It has been a year since she left him after losing the little life growing inside her. He didn't know, of course. While she was trying hard to make things work with their arranged marriage, he was busy with work and sleeping on someone's bed. She doesn't love him, though it would be a lie if she said she wasn't handsome, more like a Greed god with everything sculpted into perfection. That one night where he loses herself because of too much alcohol made her regret drinking but never regretted carrying his child.

To say she was angry was an understatement. She is furious. She loathes him because the only ray of hope she had while living under the same roof was gone. The moment she knew she had a miscarriage; she took only a day to rest then gathered all her belongings inside of their room and left. She promised to become stronger and braver, so that when she faces him again, to which she hoped not, she'll never waver, never fall.