Chapter Eleven

I didn’t know whether I should yank open the door and confront the pair of them, sit back down and finish my breakfast, or run out there and straight up to my bedroom to cry my eyes out. I was feeling so many different emotions all at once that I couldn’t focus on just one at a time and be able to address it. The anger was bubbling up so much inside me, that it felt like I was a volcano just about ready to erupt. It was so overwhelming that my body began to shake and tears slid down my cheeks. I wasn’t crying as such; it was just like I couldn’t control my own eyes.

On top of the anger, I was also feeling sadness and betrayal. I was so upset with the fact that my dad had set up an arranged marriage. I never thought he would go behind my back, let alone with something so important in my life. Getting married was a major step and commitment in someone’s life. I have always assumed that the decision as to when and whom I’d marry would be mine and mine alone. Especially since my mom had k