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14– Beginning of the end

Author: Miriam Mavuzi
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Arjun

Preetah looked like she was on the verge of tears. I didn't understand why she would think we would fly her father over – was it because of the court wedding? Court weddings weren't even that serious. And here she was, about to cry as if somebody had just died.

“Babuji,” She turned to face dad. “You told me that father would be coming with us.” She then turned to me and that's when tears fell down her cheeks. I turned my heard away. I didn't have the patience for this.

"Are you really crying?" I asked, ignoring the stares of the other people in the room. Gosh, this was so embarrassing. "Why are you crying?"

“Arjun, you said that father would be coming after us, remember? I asked you about it at the hotel and you said that he will be coming with—”

“I was talking about my father.” I answered, my voice clear that I wasn't liking this one bit. “Why would your father come here? This is just a court wedding, exchange vows and sign some papers, done.”

“Babuji told me that he would be c
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