Things got worse before they became…well…bearable I guess. It did hurt my self-respect that I had been forced into someone's life unwanted, not needed and humiliated every time I saw his face to the point where I could't talk to him at all. I couldn't express my feelings about this stupid marriage I couldn't apologise to him or his family for my mother's death wish…I just couldn't say anything at all. Self-respect was everything to me…and it had been taken away by the person who instilled this value in myself, I could't even talk to my uncle about it for a while. He was the one who was forced to carry out his sister's wishes so what could I say to him? But I never badmouthed him even once; in fact I acknowledged his hard work and praised him; we were not matched and I knew it. I even saw resentment and loathing in his eyes whenever he saw me and I still didn't say anything negative about him.
So what choice did I have except to start spending my lonely time with my uncle, who kept encoring me to become the perfect wife to his son. And soon enough I finally had the courage to speak my mind…and it turned out to be the best thing I could have ever done. I was telling the truth when I told him that I never wanted a rich and mighty husband…I just wanted respect. Surely that wasn't too much to ask for, right? But then suddenly after about another month…that was exactly what I got. Something…had began to shift in our relationship. I was still grieving for my mother so I guess he had an easy start to…opening up to me? Opening up turned into secret looks in the home with my in-laws around. Looks turned into him spending a lot more time at home which soon turned into evenings out together at social events, me packing for his abroad trips and so on…I finally felt like I had a real husband besides me who praised me constantly, couldn't go a day without my coffee….he had become mine best friend…my love and my life soon after. But things went bad again as soon as I had met Sara's cousin Khizar at university…and veer since then my husband had started to either ignore me or get angry all the time. Had no idea what the cause was or what I could possibly do to fix the situation, he wouldn't talk to me at all! And now that I was pregnant…all I could do was wait for him to be in a manageable mood again before I could tell him anything…and then we could be a happy loving family again. But that all changed when I had walked into my so called aunt's trap…and it would forever change all of our lives.