I locked the door and went to pack my things. I was leaving this house. I was not staying here not another minute but then as I was taking out my clothes from the closet it hit me.
These days his mother called us without any notice and would insist on talking to us together. This all happened thanks to my parents who would call his parents every other day.
After our marriage, we used to talk sometimes on the phone. Sometimes it would be even in a month but now it had turned into once in a week or even once in two days. What if she called him or me and asked to talk with us together?
"Damnit," I said sitting on the bed.
I started to think about ways to get out of here but there was no way.
"Kaisa," there was a knock on the door.
"You have to believe me, Kaisa. She is lying. I don't know why but she is lying,"
I didn't bother to open the door or say a word.
