What would my life have been like if I hadn’t met Sidd? Wouldn’t I have been happy? I always thought to myself. Hateful days in college, bizarre days in the office. All because I happened to know Sidd.
“You look pale, what happened to you?” my mom asked me in the morning as I prepared to go to work.
“Nothing, Mother, I’m fine,” I replied. “I will see you when I get back.” I left.
The truth was that I cried last night. I imagined my life without Sidd and it was awesome. I got no other problem but Sidd. How can he be so cruel? He behaves crazy around only me. I have never seen him hurt the emotions of any other girl, but me. I tried recalling how it all started.
I was a month old in college, and Sidd was the highly praised folk. His status matters less to me. I never cared abou
