Part 3
I was standing before the mirror picturing myself .
Is it actually me? It is actually someone that looks like me.
It was painful transition to see through. All that I was and all that I am.
Perhaps Nupur miss popular has been replaced as Reyansh fiance.
I am not sure whether I would be addressed by my maiden name ever again .
The way he treated me in the car wasnt something I had expected my fears were actually turning for real
I was quivering in my breadth .
Putting a dab of mascara and retouching my pale pastel hue I proceeded to the lunch table.
Sorry you are late darling .
Nothing is left for you now my fiance muttered.
I was amazed at his inconsiderate gesture.
But it doesnt matters does it ? After all you eat or I eat one of the same thing.
I pasted a smile and nodded in approval hurting from inside.
So Nupur tell me how are things going at home front ?
I'm sure uncle aunty must be excited with such a lucrative prospect of bridegroom .
Of course Amit who wouldnt Reyansh babbled before I could answer.
I stayed quite for the rest of the time . Wishing this would end soon.
Finally we greeted them goodbye and I was left with my soon to be husband.
Just because
I didnt leave anything for your gluttony mouth you would act with such a disrespect.
Answering in monosyllable when you should have been more courtious.
Oh ! Look who is talking about courtsey .
Wow somebody who actually insults his to be wife before friends
Not a word more from you else I will bash you.
Since he had no qualms about hitting me I shut my mouth up .
Just when I was about to leave I heard somebody calling me.
Hey Nups . Look at you .
You have become even more gorgeous and stunning than I remember when we had last met.
Aryan what a pleasant surprise. How are you?
Well I am good. But tell me something about you. Miss popular miss busy .
Well not anymore ..she searched for words.
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