I hate marriages and other ceremonies. They usually bore me to death. This one was taking place in our neighborhood and it was a neighbor’s granddaughter. I was bored till in walked Shweta. Shweta was the wife of a wealthy crazy guy living opposite us. The guy was a jerk and a brute and God knows how he got a pretty girl like Shweta. I liked her but naturally she was always surrounded by her 2 kids and the maid and we could hardly speak.
Today it was different. She was alone. Her hubby had taken the kids to Chandigarh to meet their grandpa apparently. Shweta was looking very different t...
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