His Widow
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“Your neighbors told me you’d said yes to that scumbag, my stepbrother. He took what I wanted, again. I was furious, betrayed. You chose him over me, even though I’d offered everything. So I went to that wedding. I didn’t hesitate—I killed him there, right in front of everyone. I could have killed him before he tied the knot on you. But thats the gift for you. To remain as a widow for the sake of yes you gave him. And I made a promise then, Asha, that you’d never belong to anyone else. Not him, not anyone.”
Asha’s fists clenched, her entire body tense with the urge to lash out. He was delusional, an egomaniac blinded by his own twisted sense of justice. Her hands itched to slap him, to break