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Trophy Wife 27– Sparks
Preetah As soon as Steve stopped in the driveway, Arjun got out and closed the car with a loud bang. “Thank you, Steve.” I said and got out of the car. “Preetah, wait.” Elza called, stepping out too. “Arjun said that Steve must drop you—” “I know. It's not about that.” She said, walking up to me. “Uh... just wanted to say that I am sorry if I offended you.” “Oh, when?” I responded, sarcastically. “When you kept touching my husband or when you asked me to act like a rich man's wife?” “I didn't mean any of it like that.” Why was she apologizing now? Acting different all of a sudden? “Sister to sister, Arjun is married now, I don't do married men.” I frowned at the comment. Not only because she used the word 'sister' but also because she said the word 'now'. With using the word 'now' and how comfortable she was, laying her hands on him, I could read between the lines. “Bye, Elza.” I said, not having anything good to tell her. She called my name again, but I ignored
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ArthaI was kinda glad Dean didn't call me back. This way, he wouldn't scold me for being in an Uber at this time, to his place. I looked at the time on my phone – midnight.I was scared. I had never sneaked out of the house before, and if I got caught... I wasn't really afraid of what dad would do; he was very passive when it came to me. As I grew up, he got less strict and stricter. It was as if he had transferred it all to Arjun.As if they had traded places. Arjun acted more like him and he just... just faded. Faded in every aspect. We spoke
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Trophy Wife 1– The new boy
February, 2016Preetah “Finally,” Roshni leaned forward in her desk and nudged me on my shoulder. “Finally, someone cuter than Manu. Let's hope he at least has half a brain.” When I took too long to respond to her, she nudged me again, this time harder. “Did you hear me?” “Ow!” I complained looking back at her. “Preetah, did you hear me?” She asked me again. I didn't respond, I turned to the front and continued staring at this new boy. No, he wasn't just cuter than Manu, he had the most beautiful face I've ever seen in any other guy before. He was tall and had pink lips, like a female. His hair fell over his forehead and almost touched his eyes. As this new guy stood looking down at our dusty classroom floor that Mr Kapoor tried forcing us to take turns sweeping after schools, I felt awestruck. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was gorgeous. “Can you introduce yourself to the class please?” Mr Kapoor told the new boy quickly. Mr Kapoor looked like he didn't have time for
Last Updated : 2022-11-03Trophy Wife 2– Wisdom sessions
May, 2016Arjun “Bye brother Arjun!” Artha said as she hopped down from the backseat. “See you, Artha.” I responded, smiling at her from the window like I did every morning before she got her morning speech. I watched father shut the back door in the side view mirror. He then walked over to Artha who was now standing a little distance from the car. I sighed and looked the other way. I could hear father's stern voice as he told her the same things he told her every morning. I waited approximately two minutes before turning my head toward the window again. That's how long their morning sessions lasted. I looked at father kneeling in front of Artha, their eyes locked as he transferred his wisdom to a six-year-old. “You hear me?” He asked her. “Yes, papa.” She responded, pokerfaced. She had already been told that this was serious, and she was not to smile when he was telling her serious things. This year was Artha's first year in school, she still had twelve more years of morning-w
Last Updated : 2022-11-03Trophy Wife 3– Unrequited love
June, 2016Preetah “I wrote this last night while I was studying for Biology.” I said, turning a few pages through my diary. “Let me see!” Roshni grabbed the diary out of my hands before I even got the chance to give it to her. “Roshni, you need to relax. I was giving you the book—” “Shhh.” She said and then a naughty smile stole her face. “Look at the title!” I blushed, glancing towards the school gate just in case Arjun was walking in. “When others are studying for the exams, you're writing love letters.” Roshni shook her head playfully at me. “Naughty you.” I rolled my eyes, smiling. “You know this just happens. One minute I'm studying Evolution and the next I'm thinking about him.” “'My Sweet Love'.” Roshni read the title. Roshni always wore red lipstick to school even though it wasn't allowed. Since she was one of the top students the teachers decided to turn a blind eye to her very red lips. Roshni was lowkey a rebel. She was the wild one in our relationship. Her scho
Last Updated : 2022-11-05Trophy Wife 4– After school
Arjun “June exams are starting on Monday guys. You're writing maths first. Study and study hard. If you are good with maths now, you shouldn't struggle next year in grade 12. And if you ace your grade 12, your life is sorted for life.” Mr Kapoor was telling us. I've been sitting in this same seat for exactly one hour forty minutes now. Mr Kapoor is our admin teacher and maths teacher. We had a double maths period as the last two periods of the day which is 45 minutes each. And now we were 10 minutes into our admin period and then the bell would ring for us to go home. What I liked about Mr Kapoor is that he respected time. Whenever this would happen that we have to stay in his classroom because of two periods for maths and admin, he stopped teaching when the maths period was over. He didn't try to steal some extra time. But what Mr Kapoor was telling us now about studying, I already knew. I heard it almost every day from father. Besides, my study timetable was ready from the day we
Last Updated : 2022-11-09Trophy Wife 5– Roots
February, 2027Arjun When I heard a siren behind me, I quickly darted at the dashboard. I was going at 120 miles per hour. “Ahg...” I groaned. “These bloody number plates have really made me a target.” The lady next to me, whose name I had already forgotten, quickly looked back and then placed a palm on my right hand that was holding a bottle of whisky. She looked concerned but didn't say anything. I looked at the flashing blue lights in my rearview mirror and then pulled into the yellow lane and stopped. She looked like she wanted to say something but didn't have the confidence to. “What?” I asked her. “Uh...” She chuckled nervously. “Shouldn't we hide the alcohol?” “Put it in the back then.” I said passing her the bottle. She rushed to take it from me, causing some to spill on her white shirt and my hand. “Relax!” I told her and then sucked my teeth. “Sorry.” She grimaced and then put it on the floor of the backseat. She opened her purse, took out a tissue and wiped my hand
Last Updated : 2024-11-29Trophy Wife 6– Hope
PreetahI paced around the classroom, my arms crossed over my chest, ensuring that I at least looked like I was aware of everything that was going on around me. In reality, my mind was very far away, focused on one thing; the payment notification I had received this morning. With having to pay for my bus fare for the month, groceries, other utilities and my father's chronic medication, the money would not be enough. Not even close. I let out a heavy sigh that I was not aware of until the students sitting close to me all turned to look at me. “Sorry.” I whispered, continuing my rounds. I stopped at Fatima's desk and looked down at her answers as she wrote. She had used the correct method but with the wrong numbers. Her answer was going to be wrong. The learner in front of her was only starting question 3 now and there was only 5 minutes left. These kids... I had told them to skip questions they didn't know so as to save time. I walked to the front of the class and leaned on the fro
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Trophy Wife 28– BFFs
ArthaI was kinda glad Dean didn't call me back. This way, he wouldn't scold me for being in an Uber at this time, to his place. I looked at the time on my phone – midnight.I was scared. I had never sneaked out of the house before, and if I got caught... I wasn't really afraid of what dad would do; he was very passive when it came to me. As I grew up, he got less strict and stricter. It was as if he had transferred it all to Arjun.As if they had traded places. Arjun acted more like him and he just... just faded. Faded in every aspect. We spoke
Trophy Wife 27– Sparks
Preetah As soon as Steve stopped in the driveway, Arjun got out and closed the car with a loud bang. “Thank you, Steve.” I said and got out of the car. “Preetah, wait.” Elza called, stepping out too. “Arjun said that Steve must drop you—” “I know. It's not about that.” She said, walking up to me. “Uh... just wanted to say that I am sorry if I offended you.” “Oh, when?” I responded, sarcastically. “When you kept touching my husband or when you asked me to act like a rich man's wife?” “I didn't mean any of it like that.” Why was she apologizing now? Acting different all of a sudden? “Sister to sister, Arjun is married now, I don't do married men.” I frowned at the comment. Not only because she used the word 'sister' but also because she said the word 'now'. With using the word 'now' and how comfortable she was, laying her hands on him, I could read between the lines. “Bye, Elza.” I said, not having anything good to tell her. She called my name again, but I ignored
Trophy Wife 26– Steam
Artha Me: Come on, they won't be back until really late D: stop Artha. Me: but I really miss you... D: If your brother gets home and doesn't find you, he'll freak. Stay home. Me: Arjun said they will stay for Dinner with Trevor Noah. Please let me come. D: you don't listen, I said no. I rolled my eyes and threw myself back on the bed. Such an uptight boyfriend. I called Bianca to vent but she didn't pick up, she wasn't responding to any of my texts the whole day although she was online. Me: talk to me, please. Dean is being a daddy as usual. Thinking of just showing up to his place. Arjun and P are out. Should I do it? I stared at the message, wondering whether just showing up was a good idea. Bianca was typing, so I waited. This was the first time she was responding to my messages in 24 hours. B: yes, do it. Hurry before they get back. I tried calling Dean, but it told me that he was busy on another call. Dean “Don't come, Bianca, I am not playing with you.” “Well,
Trophy Wife 25– Blinding lights
Preetah “And no giving out private information about us or what happens in our home.” Arjun added. Each time he kept saying 'and' as if it would be the last rule. He was nervous about tonight. I could see it. It was more about me, making sure I didn't mess anything up. “Don't tell them anything they don't already know about me or my family. Whatever you say, make sure it makes me, and my company look good.” He added. Did he even realize that his family was now mine too? Why would I want to say something that could make the family look bad? “Any questions?” “Uh... I don't think so.” I said, feeling my dress get tighter as if it was shrinking. I placed my palms on my belly and looked down at the black designer dress that revealed my calves. “If they ask you an uncomfortable question that you don't know how to answer, just laugh and look at me, I'll take over.” He went on. “Okay.” “I doubt Trevor would ask a question that could damage my reputation. But still, just stay alert.
Trophy Wife 24– Hi or bye
Preetah Arjun said bye this morning. He told me that we were invited to a show called Trevor's Ark and I had to be ready by 6pm. He said that he would come home, shower and then we would leave. He also told me that I have homework: to stream as many episodes of it as I could to know how it worked and how people behaved there. For that, he showed me how the TV in the room worked. He then left after I gave him his coffee and then I stayed in bed the whole morning, with no motivation to start my day. I only had one thing on my mind. Later I left the room and went back to the laundry basket. I took the white shirt and examined it for more red lipstick marks but there were just the ones on the collar. After looking at it for so long, as if it would answer my questions, I smelt it. It smelt purely of one of Arjun's many expensive colognes. Am I going crazy? Was I over-analyzing this situation? I hated this feeling of fighting myself internally, one part of me saying it could be anyt
Trophy Wife 23– xo
Arjun I got off the bed and pulled on my shorts. Preetah was still in the bathroom and had left the door ajar. When I opened the door, she was standing in the bathroom, holding one of my shirts. She looked so sexy standing there barefoot in my t-shirt, with her hair falling over her shoulders. At least she was beautiful. I lifted the toilet seat and began urinating. “What are you doing?” I asked, without really looking back at her. “Nothing.” She responded and then left the bathroom. When I came back from the bathroom, I switched off the lights and snuck under the covers, wishing I could pull her body towards mine, but I didn't want her to think I was needy for affection, so I didn't. After treating her like I didn't like her all week, well I thought I didn't like her, I found myself almost telling her what happened to my mom. I had never even thought about speaking about it before, but I almost did with her. Not that Dean or dad was right, but I couldn't deny the fact th
Trophy Wife 22– Dirty laundry
DeanIt was Steve. His eyes widened just for about 2 seconds before he wiped all the expression from his face. “Uhm... Madam Preetah said that she would leave a plate of food for me in the microwave.” He said nervously, avoiding both our eyes. “Oh.” Both Artha and I said simultaneously and surprisingly almost bumped into each other, trying to go for the microwave.“You can go...” I told her, moving away to let her pass.She took the plate out of the microwave and passed it to Steve. He thanked us awkwardly and then left quickly.Artha and I exchanged looks. I shook my head.“I think this is a sign.” She told me.“What sign?” I frowned. “Don't be sentimental. There is no sign. We are not telling Arjun anything.”She began filling the takeaway with more food from the pot. “It's only a matter of time before Preetah tells Arjun.”
Trophy Wife 21– Intricate
Preetah Arjun came home around 2pm with Dean, I was writing when I heard him and Dean's voice coming from the living room. They were loud and speaking over each other. I frowned, abandoning my book and running out of the room, my heart racing. I stopped at the top of the stairs and looked down, only to see them laughing and then Arjun playfully shoving Dean. Was this really Arjun? Smiling, talking, and having fun like this? I saw Artha come out from her room, tuck her hair behind her ears and approach them both. “Afternoon guys.” She greeted them as they took a seat. She sat on the one end of the same couch as Dean. “Afternoon.” They responded. “So you decided to come visit today?” Artha asked Dean. “This is my house.” Dean answered jovially. “I gave Arjun a one-week break because he had just gotten married. Didn't want to take all the attention from Preetah.” “This guy...” Arjun said and then laughed. “I'm gonna go make me some coffee, this guy doesn't even have coffee in
Trophy Wife 20– Gold digger
Arjun“Okay, Angelique, I must leave now. I'm too drunk.” I got up from the table. She got up and placed her hands around my neck. “My name is Kaylene.” She then kissed me. “Okay, that's it.” I said, breaking the kiss. “I need my bed. If I don't leave now, I'll pass out here. And that's not a good image for me.” “Sure, let's go then.” We walked out of the club, and she helped me not fall over all the way to my car. “Thank you for a lit night, Angelique.” I said as I fumbled for my car keys. “You're not gonna drive, are you?” She asked. “Call an Uber, I don't wanna die. I am only 35.” “No, no, honey. You're not gonna die, I am not taking you with—” “Why not?” Her face fell. I unlocked my car and was about to enter but she stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. “Don't be boring, let's go finish off our night, baby.” She pulled me towards her by my shirt and kissed my neck. “Don't you... want... me?” She asked between kisses. “Come on, baby.” “Tempting but...” I pushed her away
