Without being at fault, she suffered.
She suffered through an incident because of someone else's mistake.
For the sake of his daughter, he made her his assistant.
He never expected her to become more than that.
From being a stranger to him, to becom...
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I opened my closet, and my eyes landed on a specific shirt with a bracelet tugged on its second button. Not tug but stuck. It means— someone is stuck with me from the very start of the day.
"Stop looking at that shirt" I heard Ira saying from behind. I turn around and smile. "Why don't you remove that thing from the shirt and wear it?" she said, pointing towards that shirt hanging in the same place for almost a year.
"I have many clothes to wear, no need to waste my time" I lie and walk towards her, and sit beside her.
"You learn to lie a lot these days", she says dramatically and shakes her head, crossing her hands over her chest.
"And you learn to talk a lot these days,", I say, and she giggles. No matter what the situation is her laugh can make anyone smile.
"What are inside those bags?" She pointed towards the bags lying in the corner of the room.
"I brought clothes for you," I say and lay down on the bed. She slid down from the bed, brought all the bags, and threw them at me and on the bed.
"What!?" I raise my voice when the corner of the bag hits my face.
"I already have clothes why did you waste money?"She asked and rolled her eyes. Where does she learn from rolling them now? Of course — Shivi
"You papa have a lot of money, and he has no idea how to use it, so I brought clothes for my daughter for the upcoming functions", I say and run my hand on my hair.
"Upcoming functions?" She asked and I nod
"I don't remember my birthday, Papa",, she said and dropped the bag on the floor with a sad face.
"Same, same", I say and pinch her arm "Ahhhhhh!" She shouted; I took my hand back and smiled at her.
"We will fix a date for your birthday but for now. This is not anyone's birthday but the function of the wedding," my voice is low because I know her reaction.
Who's wedding? She asks, her voice holding patience. And I took a deep breath and said, "Mine" Her eyes widened, and she claimed on my lap, her hands on my neck.
"To whom?" She asks, and I have no guts to tell her the name Isha instead of Shivi.
"With— Isha,", I say, and she tightens her hold on my neck. But her hands did not have much power to choke me to death. "How dare you make another woman my mother! HOW DARE YOU!!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. My ears felt deaf for a moment.
"Listen, my girl!"
"Shut up, you idiot papa. I am telling you. I will kick that woman out of the house" She says, and I feel I could die at any moment.
"Hii Ira" We turn our heads towards the door. Shivi standing there with a smile on her face. Holding a kiwi box in her hand.
"Oh hi!" Ira's voice turned soft for Shivi, and for me, this girl was shouting in my ear to make me deaf.
