ILYAS
I always wondered how Mum could so easily forget everything and start living a normal happy life so fast. It just took her a few days to be back to how she was with Dad.
I never believed those smiles were real.
“Ilyas?” Neha looked exhausted. Weak. Tired. “What?” She looked between her Dad and me, and her eyes went wide in shock or horror after the meaning of my words sunk in.
When I look at him, I feel the rage caged inside of me from all these years come to the surface of my skin, urging me to just end the man who ruined our family. There’s this anger brimming inside me that just wants out, but I keep it locked up because other than that, I feel totally numb.
“Why don’t you tell me what you did to her. Now.” I stepped into the room.
Neha stood up, walked over to me. Chocol
