WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD: READERS ARE WARNED TO PROCEED WITH CAUTION::
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|Innaya|
Knowing Sahil's past, I could somehow understand him. Being the person who went through something terrible at childhood, I knew how it changes life. The people around us determine the course of our thinking as a child. It leaves a huge impact. But my sympathy stopped there. After growing up, he could have determined what was right and what was wrong.
That night when he came barging and demanding an explanation was clearly etched in my memory. He had reminded me of my father then. For that, I could never forgive him. And, according to Eshan's words, there was more to it. Sahil's involvement in our life was more profound than I could have ever thought.
Then there was Ayesha and her mother. I wanted answers, but my husband did not look like he would answer them.
