“If you chicken out now, I will tell your husband about us. I have invested too much in you,” he threatened one fine morning.
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Invested? It was a rather harsh word to use for love. No? But then perhaps it was his anger speaking.
Rajlakshmi was feeling heavy inside. One month later it would be his sixteenth death anniversary. And that just made her weird. Her daughter would begin to start her cyclic mood swings. Her husband more cranky. And she?
Invested. Yes that is how they had started to see each other. Five years and one daughter is a good deal of investment. No?
Did he pay all of it back by his death? She wondered.
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Rajlakshmi had started to have her doubts. Long before her daughter had started complaining. Perhaps the charm had worn off or the reality of running away dawned on. Whatever it was the silver lining was fast evaporating.
“I think we need to take some time before we pull this through,” she finally voiced her concerns one day.
“Why my love,” he suddenly inched closer and squeezed her hand.
She looked down at the entangled hands. Strange she didn’t feel a thing.
“It is all not sounding right to me anymore. You know Saraswat has done a lot for me. I always complain never speak about the good sides of my marriage,” she whispered.
He looked on, somewhere far. His face giving nothing away.
“You will regret this. There will be consequences. I gave you my life’s best five years. There is now looking back now,” he jeered, jerking his hand off.
contd. at He has returned-Part 23
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And this time again, I am taking part in the thirty day writing challenge UBC. I have completed the challenge successfully twice before. Once in July and another time in October. Both these times I wrote a thirty-part running story and even released them as novellas. You can download them from The Other Side of Human love and The Unsent Life.
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