MY INDIAN WIFE
Ten Days Later,
Christian’s cabin burst open, and Danny walked inside, seething in anger. “What the fuck, dude? Where are you from the last ten days?” He growled while Christian looked at him calmly.
“Holiday,” He answered.
“What!! Are you seriously out of your mind?” Danny asked, widening his eyes.
“I needed some time to process things,” Christian answered, but Danny cut him off.
“And you found ‘escape’ the safest option.” Danny asked, “Is this the right way to deal with your grief?”