Stormy's pov:
I stare at my wedding ring, then I look at my image in Mirror.
I am married, married to Kabir the person I use to love and hate the most.
My legs are wobbling, A storm is bubbling in my chest. I hold the vanity counter tightly so I don't fall on my knee and closed my eyes.
I never thought that life would ever play such a game with me, I'll marry a man who married me just to take revenge on me.
I left the counter, on the water tap, filled my palms with water, and splash it over my face.
But when I look at my face in the mirror, my wedding and Kabir's images started appearing in front of my eyes.
I step back, gulping my emotions with my saliva, I blink my eyes because I know what I am seeing in the mirror is just my delusion but I guess fighting with my, own brain,
