You have already left me, Sid,’ she thought, ‘you’ve already left me.’
‘You are regretting your decision already, Sid,’ Priyam murmured as she sat down on the table directly in front of him.
‘It will pass, Priyam. It will pass. There’s a way. If you agree.’
‘Agree? To what?’
To…’
‘What?’ She could see him hesitate
‘Priyam…1 can’t marry a girl who loves my mother’s killer.’
‘Sid!’
‘I can betray her wishes, but I can’t betray her trust.’
‘And do you think I can betray his?’ Priyam mumbled in a low voice.
‘Don’t make this any harder, Priyam. I beg of you.’
‘You want me to lower myself to betray an old and unhappy man? Just so that you can maintain the appearance of being true to your dead mother? You cannot want that Sid. You cannot want that of me. You can’t want me to be so… so…
