Slipping Into Shwetha’s Nights – 4
There are incidents I’ve written in my diary, and I remember many of them. Some of the words have been slightly changed from how we actually spoke. Continuation of the story. We came back inside the wedding tent after a few minutes. I held her hand firmly as we walked, but she said softly, “I’ll be back in a bit,” and stepped out. I waited for ten minutes, but she still didn’t return. Concerned, I went outside to look for her, scanning the area—but she wasn’t anywhere to be found. Just as I started to worry, she came out of … Read more