The Bad Boy's Dirty Little Secret
Something about it felt off, but at the same time, I couldn’t help but think that this was something relevant, something that would help me understand my parents a bit better and know the reasons behind the things they did.
“Tell me,” I heard myself say, intrigued.
“Well, our marriage, too, had been arranged since time immemorial,” she confessed, making my eyes widen in shock.
Arranged? My parents too had an arranged marriage?
It shouldn’t have shocked me, because it was about thirty years ago and at that time, arranged marriages between wealthy families was a common norm. But still, this felt different; like there was more to the story than what met the eyes.
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