Existence

Roshni could not believe, those words came from Suraj’s mouth. After all these years of selfless, nameless existence, after all the sacrifices she had made, just to be with him all throughout his struggle days and his success, here she is, being blamed for everything that had not been right. Suraj left the room, after breaking the flower vase, she had finished painting last week. It does not surprise her anymore. Those sudden fits of rage, the sudden blame games, finding fault i...

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