“I know why you’re marrying him”, I told her, a while after we’d been on the road.
“What?!”, she asked, a baffled look crossing her.
“It’s to pay off your father’s debt, isn’t it?”, I grimly said, renewed anger rising in me.
How could any girl’s parents sacrifice their daughter to correct their own filthy mistakes and satisfy their vices even at the cost of destroying her life?
Her face turned ashen white at my statement before she quickly caught herself, masking her shock with indifference.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about”, she daftly said, looking out the window. A slight tremor to her generally sunny voice.
“You know exactly what I am talking about”, I said through my teeth, gripping the steering wheel.
Ayesha’s POV
I wanted to jump out of the car…. but it was night… a
