Hardly a year back the two wre so much in love and had tied the nuptial knot. How happy were the two then. What went wrong? Everyone could guess the reason but were tight-lipped. No one said anything.
They were all the same. Little girls with broken hearts and issues they couldn’t talk with other people. They were different, but they were also the same in some way. She realized that life would be a lot easier if everyone was not so hell-bent on being bad.
‘I don’t want to try. I do not want to open myself to hurt again. I can’t show that I still care. She would take advantage of my vulnerability again,’ Natasha said.
‘But you still care?’
‘Of course, I still care!’
When sleep was out of question, she realized how difficult it would be for anyone to forgive and forget after that level of betrayal. Had it been the other way round, Natasha would never have been able to do that.
She sat holding her phone, her tear-filled eyes fixed on its display. But the phone never rang. She could not sleep that night. She just kept changing positions, wondering what the next day would bring. She cried through the night. She was sad, she was angry and she was frustrated.