"Rohan, what was that for?!" Ira questions, rubbing at the purple scars on her wrist.
"You made out with that guy didn't you?"
"Rohan? What?"
"Yes, you did. He was a male doctor, he inspected you and all your 'private parts'. In what way, huh, Ira? I could see the sparkle in your eye after you came out from the inspection room."
"That was coz I was proud I was fertile. We can have a kid together Rohan!"
"Ira, shut the heck up. For all I know, it's not even our kid, it's his kid or some other guys' kid."
"Why would you even say that. If you felt so 'deeply' about this, then why even let me be inspected?"
"You're just making excuses. You slut."
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Bound
Short StoryShe's bound in this society. She's bound in this world. She's bound in this marriage and she's bound in this unhappiness. It has all been forced upon her. Shoveled down her throat and imprinted into her brain. She can't forget it- even if she wants...
