I hated Khirad, I hated her mother. I hated that their situation had landed my son into an unwanted unmatched marriage. And I hated my husband for going along with it without even discussing it without me. My son was a Yale graduate, and Khirad was a poor woman with nothing to her name at all. I wanted a grand wedding for my only son with a woman who fitted well into our high society but this girl didn't even know how to take care of herself! But my husband silenced me with a threat of divorce if I sabotaged the wedding. I had my sister and her daughter constantly on my back about going against our wedding plans for my niece who was so in love with my son it was impossible to talk her out of it. And my forlorn son who looked like his whole world had collapsed…and this dowdy girl who I now had to smile at endlessly as if butter would melt into my mouth.
So I played the good mother-in-law role in front of everyone, even when my husband who was responsible for this mess, and finally passed away and joined this sickly sister in the afterlife. But when she got pregnant in her first year of marriage, I knew I had to do something and fast before she ruined my son by bearing him lowly children who were just like her. So I hatched a plan; the best plan of all plans to eradicate our family of that…vermin for good. And it was a good thing I found people who were only too willing to help me. I used my sister Zarina's home for a visit, I used her nephew and Khirad's close relationship as an excuse to cook up a wild story that they were having an affair on Sara's orders. And it worked perfectly. Khirad had the reputation of a low-class girl and every word she uttered had no effect on my son or anyone else as she was kicked out of my sister's home, my home and her place in my son's heart had forever been tarnished. My son now was available for better opportunities, Sara finally had him to herself again so they could fall in love properly this time…all I had to do now was carry on and wait for the wedding invitations that would soon land in my hands. That girl wasn't even fit to be my son's maid, how could he let himself be seduced by her innocence?