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Chapter Five
We returned from the shipyard an hour ago. I have my account on Instagram. I've checked it. But there's nothing, no particular message from him or any memory of him with me. Did I wipe him out of my life? Or did he do this? Is he that cruel? Could be! If he can cheat on me. He can do anything. I click on Arnav and my picture. We're looking happy. It clicked before our wedding. I haven't written anything below it. I'm in a white gown and he's in a white shirt. I think I should forget him. It has been five years. He must have gotten married, perhaps kids too. But I need to know what happened. I bite my lip staring at the walls. My eyes stop on our wedding picture. He looks like a model. Geez! I don't even know. What does he do for a living?
"Hi, are you hungry?" Sippy walks into the room holding a tray in her hand.
I put my phone aside and get on my feet hurriedly
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