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Keerthi burst out crying,warm tears cascading her face as she found comfort in the solace of her father's warm embrace, wrapping her arms around her father's waist,the reality of the past few days and her marriage sinking in.

Keerthi wasn't an extrovert. She had a lukewarm relationship with her husband,barely making conversation with anyone in the house apart from him. She was okay with him,she could get used to it.

But she just couldn't be herself at least half the time. It was so new and foreign.She felt so out of place every time she sat for a meal with the Rathores. She felt like an outsider, which was true. She was. She only maintained a cordial relationship with them,only talking when necessary.

It was only with her husband that Keerthi wa