Originally posted by: AnjanaYYZ
A lone teardrop rolled down her cheek, as she tried to gather her thoughts and speak. Emotion made her throat thick... How had Daadisa said it? How had she even thought it? Was she an emotionless toy for a boy? If so, why did it hurt so? Shiv - oh how she wished he was here. His presence gave her strength... the faint tinkle of his windchimes brought her back to the now. NO. She could not - would not acquiesce. Not to this wrong. She was finally free of the man that on the pretext of "love" used her - abused her - nearly destroyed her. Her soul belonged with Shiv now if not her heart. He would be devastated if he learnt "Daadiji"'s disgusting request. But, Daadisa had given him no thought. As usual she thought only of Jagiya and now else. After urging her to move on...after making her move on...how could she ask she return to the prison she had just escaped? It was unfathomable