Simmi composed herself, stood properly, then pushed Samrat’s hand from her waist harshly.
“Don’t you dare touch me? You were my childhood friend, how could you be so monstrous? You not only made by dad arrested, in fact got married to me forcefully when you got me after so many years.”
Simmi was heartbroken, dejected feeling like betrayed by the person whom she consider the closest, once upon.
She walked to Rahul with tears in her eyes, held his both hands and said, “RO, back then when we registered our marriage, you were asking, why did I do this? I had to take that step because Samrat Malhotra extorted me to the name of Riya.”
Riya crouch her head, feeling guilty. Rahul held Simmi’s cheek in one hand and said, “We all knew everything, dear.”
Simmi frowned being bewildered at first,
