"Oh my God! Not Hrithik Roshan!" She says in pure shock.
Her comment makes me laugh, but it's a sad laugh. It's probably less heavy on her because she hasn't seen or experienced anything too cruel. Oh, how I wish I was still ignorant and unaware of all of this.
"You don't have toâ€"" she starts, "â€"you have no obligation to me to tell me anything but what does he do to you?"
The question is simple yet holds so much weight. I want to tell Yasmeen everything, but opening the wound that's still bleeding can't be good for me, can it? The details make me feel dirty, filthy, and most importantly, like a slut, just like Alejandro said. However, I thought Yasmeen should know. She knows everything that goes on in my life, but I apologize that I won't be able to relive everything in detail so she'll get short versions of events.
