Story of a beautiful , intelligent 18 years old girl who was forced to marry a guy, engaged to her sister.
" Dear Mom
I don't think I would be able to attend this wedding . Sorry for being disrespectfull and sorry for leaving you in this situation...
"I am going at Areesh's place" Maan said. Areesh Sir is Maan's friend and accounts teacher in our school. I don't know him but as much as I have heard from sid he is a great teacher.
After doing the dishes, Kavya Di and I left for Mall. Yaa its shopping time. Aman was waiting for us outside the mall. Why is she so punctual? 👀.
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(Shivika's outfit ☝️)
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(Amanpreet's outfit☝️)
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(Kavya's outfit☝️)
(Tell me whom do you like the most..... Kavya, Shivika or Amanpreet ?? )
"What are we going to buy " I asked.
"We are going to start from your underwear" Aman and Di said at same time and winked at each other. Something is not right .
I followed them into the lingerie store, standing awkwardly next to a rack of panties while they talked about me as if I wasn't even there. My eyes landed on a fancy white thong but I am not going to buy them... I mean for whom I am going to wear them.
"for your husband" my mind mocked me
"Come with me, mam"
I glanced up at the saleswoman standing in front of me. I followed her through the store, past racks of lingerie and expensive underwear. Maybe I should get a bra that actually fit me. I mean, I am thin 5 feet 4 inches girl but my breast are quiet large for my small frame which makes it a challenge for me to find a perfect bra. currently I am wearing 34D and Am I uncomfortable in it ? of course I am.
