Chapter 49: Venting

NISHA

I entered ny room and sat in frustration. I had tears in my eyes and I felt miserable. Maybe this was the terrible feeling I was feeling from last night. Whenever I get too happy, my happiness is destroyed completely.

I heard a knock on the door.

"Nisha! Please open the door." It was my mom.

"Go away! I don't want to talk to you," I shouted.

"Nisha! Please. I'm sorry," she responded.

She continued to knock the door but I was in no mood to respond to them. I didn't want to talk to them at this moment. This was something that I could never forget.

"I said, go away, Mom!" I shouted once again.

"Nisha! Stop being a brat. Open the damn door. Your mother is knocking for long while," I heard my dad screaming at me.

Did he just dare to shout and blame this on me?

"I don't want to talk to you guys," I responded.

Their behaviour was breaking me.

"Nisha! Don't be stupid. Open the god damn door. Why are you behaving like a littlle child? You're married for God's sake," he screamed from out