

I looked at my wife, wife. Funny how I didn’t have any intentions to marry anyone, yet here I am in my fucking reception. Sanjana Bo- no Mrs. Sanjana Agnihotri has tested my patience like no one else. She is reason I am not able to concentrate on anything. She has something in her which makes me forget everything, I want to get lost in her lush brown hair, her intoxicating eyes and mostly her sinful beauty. Mom and dad found someone so perfect for me, I know why, they wanted me to forget the past and move on with someone but the tragic part comes here. I can’t, she deserves better than me, cliché but true.

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