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54– Cover for me
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2025-08-29 21:00:23Artha
“Shit. Preetah saw me.”
“Should we go back?”
That would suck. Tonight was supposed to be special. Besides, I was sure Preetah wouldn’t rat me out. Right?
“Preetah is cool. She wouldn’t tell Arjun.” I tried to sound confident even with the ping of doubt creeping in. I shrugged, texting back. “I am just gonna ask her to cover for me.”
“Wait.” Dean placed his hand on my forearm. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? What if she tells Arjun?”
I shook my head. I trusted Preetah enough to have my back. She was the type to put others before herself. Right? Shit…
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Trophy Wife 55– No place to hide
Artha“Now that we know Preetah is going to cover for me, I am gonna switch my phone off.” I smiled. “Cool?”He moved his head side to side. Although looking unsure, he nodded. “Sure...”After turning it off, I gave Dean my cutest smile but he didn’t smile back. Instead, he looked distracted, deep in thought. His fingers tapped restlessly on his knee. Was he like this because we almost got caught, or was it something else? Perhaps the reason he was acting strange today?Whatever it was, this was my first time sneaking out – we had to make the most of it.“Stop!” I nudged him, trying to steal him away from his thoughts. “Give me a big smile. Please?”He looked at me, clicked his tongue and then pressed his lips in a hard line. Ahg. ★★★PreetahArjun shook his head impatiently. “She’s not answering!”I stayed put. “Call her and talk to her.” He came up to me. “Act like everything is fine. Find out where she is and who she’s with at this time.”My heart stopped. That was literally sett
Trophy Wife 54– Cover for me
Artha“Shit. Preetah saw me.”“Should we go back?”That would suck. Tonight was supposed to be special. Besides, I was sure Preetah wouldn’t rat me out. Right?“Preetah is cool. She wouldn’t tell Arjun.” I tried to sound confident even with the ping of doubt creeping in. I shrugged, texting back. “I am just gonna ask her to cover for me.”“Wait.” Dean placed his hand on my forearm. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? What if she tells Arjun?”I shook my head. I trusted Preetah enough to have my back. She was the type to put others before herself. Right? Shit…
Trophy Wife 53– Red for fire
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Trophy Wife 52– Spam
12.45pmPreetahI watched Tommy walk out of the house and then rushed back into the room. I grabbed my phone and went to stand at the balcony. Tommy was talking to Steve in the driveway instead of leaving. I felt like yelling from here for him to leave. Was he not thinking?I went to my contacts to find his number that I apparently have ‘since day one’. Under ‘T’ in all caps, I found his name. Tommy. I called it.He turned and stopped at his bike and then pulled his phone from his leather jacket.“Hello?” He hesitated.“Tommy.”He turned and looked straight at me. He smiled.“You need to go.” I told him.He nodded, slowly taking the phone away from his ear.I hung up.He held up a hand, bidding goodbye, I reciprocated.He then climbed onto his bike and the gates slid open slowly. I watched him wear his helmet and gloves and then make a U-turn.The motorbike was loud and left clouds of smoke as he drove out. I sighed a heavy sigh of relief. I was about to turn away but got a mini hear
Trophy Wife 51– Voice of reason
Arjun“Therapy?” The very word left a bitter taste on my tongue. As a man, coming from where I come from, therapy is not a word exchanged so lightly amongst men. I imagined myself sitting across the desk from some woman, talking about my family issues. I didn’t see it happening.“Yes, Arjun, therapy.” Dean reiterated. “I think it will really help you just… connect and heal.”I arched my brow. “Connect and heal?” It sounded so feminist. “You need someone that will help you confront all that trauma. I am afraid I lack the professional ability.” He pulled out his phone and began tapping away.As I watched him, my mind trailed off. I wondered what Preetah must be thinking at this moment. I left her sleeping. My phone chimed.“There, I sent you contacts of three of the best therapists in the city. You can pick the one you like.” He said, placing his phone on my desk. “But I really think you should give it a shot.”“Besides cultural views on therapy, I think I am beyond fixable.”“Three
