Karthik stood at the doorframe, his gaze fixed on the person whose back was turned. The reflection in the photo frame's glass confirmed his suspicions: it was Preesha.
She was engrossed in the large photo frame of Karthik's parents. "What is she doing here?" The thought cut through Karthik's mind like a sharp blade. Preesha, lost in her thoughts, spoke softly, "See, Uncle and Aunty, I am getting married. But I'm upset with you both, You broke your promise. You said you yourselves would get me ready on my wedding day, Aunty. And Uncle you said you'd give my groom a hard time and then place my hand in his." Her voice cracked, tears welling. "But where are you? Nowhere. You left us. Why?" The pain in her voice was palpable.
I want to keep writing, inking down my imagination on paper presting to world. Let all young ones out there who want to start something know that they can do it as I was able to . Don't hold back take that step. For doing so I need your support your encouragement. Thank you 😊
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