Novels by Lali Guptha

Emily’s Pov“Even though in the heat of the moment I said I will show everyone that I was better than Jill but the truth was in no way was I even moderately similar to her. She was better in absolutely everything. She was rich, famous, gorgeous, had a stable career and now she also had my husband by her side. I was a homeless, almost divorced waitress, who stays with a guy she barely knows because she has absolutely no one else. How could I even begin to feel better than her? But I was too angry to care so I decided to bust my ass off and make myself better”***_Flashback_“The things that make Jill who she is are her money, her looks and her fame. Now it would take me a lifetime to make as much money as her. But maybe if I try I could get fame and her look

Emily’s Pov People often say desperate times calls for desperate measures but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you end up doing something stupid but when someone like Jeanette who has been through constant abuse decides to change her life forever suddenly all bets are off. I could clearly see a weird sense of glee on Jeanette’s face as she narrated the rest of the story. Jeanette’s Pov “It’s strange but being tortured, raped and abused wasn’t what made me hate my husband the most in fact all those times I would ask myself why do I suffer through all this only to realize much later that no matter what he does at the end of the day he was my husband and I loved him, perhaps in a weird Stockholm syndrome kind of way but I did love him and that was a fact. It took

Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_I held my stomach as I tried to control my laughter. I was sitting in the park with Ryan drinking coffee and listening to his tales about helping people UNlove each other.“So what did you do then?” I asked.“I ran, obviously they were behaving like I was the one who broke their relationship even though she came to measking for help” Ryan said.“Wow do you think they are still together?”“Of course not I found out later on that they broke up like a month later and after a while they got married to different people she ended up divorcing the first guy she married and got married again”“Wow that’s crazy”“Some love stories are just not worth fighting for it’s just how the world works I guess”“Is that why you help people to fall out of love?”

Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_After hours upon hours of assault on my body and mind my devil of an husband finally fell asleep I climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible making sure not to wake him up I covered my shaking body with a blanket and went into the washroom I looked into the mirror my eyes were filled with tears that were glistered with the pain and weakness that I thought I had left behind.I let the blanket slide off my body and stepped into the shower as cold water touched my body. I started crying uncontrollably. I closed my mouth with my hands so that the sound of my screams don’t wake up the devil outside._Flashback ends_***“You see when I started doing modeling I was forced to quit my job because I didn’t have enough time and it’s not like I could hav

Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_“What the hell you spilled coffee all over me, I have an important presentation in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I screamed in anger.“I am extremely sorry I really didn’t mean to do that”My expression softened after hearing his apology. I looked into his eyes and realized he was actually sorry.“Let me please make it up to you, let's go to the nearby store and get you a new pair of clothes and I will pay” He offered.“No it’s okay really…..”“Come on I insist”“Okay fine”_Flashback ends_“Usually I would have said no but there was something about him that didn’t let me refuse I mean there was strange sense of safety when I was around Ryan”

Jeanette’s Pov“People say marriage is the union of two souls but for my family it was nothing more than a business deal. For years our family hadn’t seen a love marriage. My grandparent's wedding was a business deal so were my parents and they didn’t see any reason why my marriage should be any different. I remember sitting in my room all dressed up as a bride hoping for love in a loveless union I was naïve enough to think that a person who was marrying me as part of a deal would actually fall in love with me I don’t know why I thought he would be different than my abusive father”I paused for a moment to control my tears.“What followed after the wedding was years upon years of abuse he assaulted me physically mentally sexually and for a better part of that relationship I didn't say a word in objection how could I he was my husband after all”_Flashback_