MY INDIAN WIFE
Mont was blazing in anger as well, and he held Jessica’s wrist.
“Let’s go, Jessica!” He said and turned, but Jessica stopped him.
“Wait, Dad,” Jessica said and turned to Mishka again.
She smiled sadly. “I wanted to be friends with you. I really liked you, but you hurt me so much.” Jessica said while crying, and Mishka started sobbing as well.
“Please, Jessica, just give me a chance to explain myself.” Mishka pleaded, but Jessica shook her head.
“I am done with everyone and everything.” She said and wiped her tears, “I just want to say that if anything like a curse exists in this world, I curse you, Mishka! I curse you to suffer through the same pain that you made me suffer through.”