Arshita
"Dad! Mom, there is nothing like that. We are not married. " I said softly looking at mom. Her eyes showed that she trusted me enough.
" We are not married! " I said again averting to dad who just gazed me blankly.
" Who among you is lying? " Dad looked at him, questioningly.
He sniffed and laughed shortly looking down. After few seconds of rubbing his long nose he began," If that's is it Arshita, then we let be it. Whatever you say is true. "
He stared me and I looked at him agape. His tone was as if I was lying and hiding it and he was so innocent and it was me who was doing injustice with him.
" Sorry for wasting everyone's time. But for me we are more than married." He said and held my hand and gently patted the back of it.
What are you?
I glanced at everyone as
