Chapter Twenty Four

                            I'm on the verge of tears. I drop my phone in my handbag. I grab our wedding picture from the nightstand and slip it into the handbag. 

       I sit down on the couch. I grab a paper and pen. 

      ' I'll come home soon. Three or four days! I also need to tell you something. Please, don't get mad like last time. '

       I put the pen back. I crack my knuckles. I don't know anything about yesterday. He can do anything, harm me, kill me. I don't know if I'll be able to see my husband again. After knowing what happened in my past, I'm not certain about Arnav. The complicated question is - will he accept me? I'm scared to lose him. 

       After a deep sigh, I throttle the pen between my fingers. I scrub the pen over the paper. 

    &nbs