Confessions II
Catherine
I was at Megha's home. We were chatting about our lives. How we have been from the past year. She talks a lot and for her luck, I am a good listener. I didn’t talk much about myself, how I have been.
After my suicide attempt, my father used all his resources to hide the news from the media. Never did he tried to listen to any reason or explanations for my decisions. He never cared after me. all this, I don’t have courage to show it to her. So I would rather listen than talk.
“It’s eight already!!!” I exclaimed looking at my phone which lit up from a notification.
“how fast the time passed.” She added.
Picking up the phone, I smiled from the message.
“when will you be here?” the message said.
“you have to go somewhere?” Megha asked. I looked at her, eyebro
