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I extend my hand as my mother-in-law-to-be slips a ring on my finger.

It is official now.

When the guests leave and I'm finally left alone, I find myself staring at the falling rain through the window with my thoughts in a perfect tornado.

Two months and I will be married.

And all I know about my fiancé is his name and profession. I can't believe I had zoned out when my parents were telling me about him and his family. I had not even seen his picture yet. I'm pretty sure Mama thought I was just shy.

Baba had sent me a picture of him but I dare not open it. Oh I dare not open it because a huge part of me is drowned in guilt for not having completely moved on over my silly feelings. And it is not fair on him.

I need to accept the new route my life has taken and I know it. To do just that, I do something I never thought I would.

I stop attending the lectures.

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