Ira
It was the second day of the new year. 2018! The year when she was going to turn thirty. It was strange how she was getting old but hadn't managed to find anyone yet.
Her last substantial relationship outside her family had been with Bella and that too wasn't a romantic one. She floated through her Uni like a ghost avoiding any real relationships.
The pain of losing a best friend and the trauma of constant bullying due to her skin colour made her defend herself by retreating into a cocoon. Her defences were up.
She had some acquaintances that could be termed as friends but she kept her distance. She loved talking but couldn't trust any new people easily.
That afternoon Ira sat on a recliner on the porch of her house, reading up for her research and taking notes on her iPad. She h
