"I know you are young, I also know you were forced to marry my son. But, can't you give mercy to my son even for a while? He's still waiting, hoping for you like a foolish man. He believes his wife will come back," now, those glinting eyes were looking Aruna up and down, "If you want to go, just go! Tell him clearly!" her voice was not loud, yet it was sharp in its shapeless pain.
"You don't want him, do you? So, please! Don't hang him up!"
The flutters of Aruna's eyes brought the color of red to her face. She clasped her hands together, trembling and shivered at the cold reality.
