|Innaya|
"Oh, do you still remember this grandma? Where were you from so many days?"
I bit my lips as I heard grandma's complaining fierce tone. She had every right to be angry. The girl who called her twice every day even after getting married suddenly cut her contact. Anyone at her place would feel worried.
"Sorry, grandma." I apologized, not knowing what else to say. Silence descended on us. My glazed eyes looked ahead at Fortune. He was looking at me while tilting his head from time to time.
Until now, I would not hesitate to share things with her, but those issues were not so grave. How could I tell her that I blamed Eshan for having an extramarital affair and that caused our painful separation? That would mean telling her about my panic attacks, and everything that comes with it. How should I tell her that I was kidnapped by my husband's friends?
I heard grandma's sigh from another end. I controlled my urge to cry.
