Hey guys, I am back with another incident. Today I was looking at my wedding album. I being so beautiful, married Ramesh, a guy almost 10 years elder than me. It always surprised my family why I agreed for this. I never told my family what had happened in my past.
I had passed out from college and was getting married without my family's knowledge. The guy was a Christian. We were planning to stay in abroad after marriage. Day before wedding day, He had planned a bachelorette party for me, inviting all my friends. Something had happened in that party which resulted into -----
I have started something I am not even sure anyone would read. Now here we are. Me—still writing. You—still here. I’m not backed by fame or algorithms, just pure passion… and you. So if you’re reading this, thank you. Your support doesn’t just help—it builds this journey. And every share, every comment, every cheer? It’s another “Keep going.” And I will. For you to read. Comment your darkest desires to read in the story.
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