Sooo good to have you back and I tell you even you have no idea how much I missed this story.
Hey! this is almost like Book2. The flashback from Khushi perspective was heart wrenching. This is something I have come to expect from your work and for some reason unknown to me, I don't mind the pain you induce maybe coz you provide the balm to soothe that pain immediately. In this case I was terrified that Khushi wanted to walk away, hence she turned to kiss him one last time. BTW, my prediction was wrong. They didn't go all the way. Not that I wanted them to ...so soon. That would have complicated things further. YOU are a wonderful story teller Rachel.
This update is particularly difficult for me because I just lost a cousin to suicide two weeks ago ... a young cousin who was in her mid-twenties. It was one of the most shocking things to hear and definitely the most difficult thing to get over and I'm just her second cousin. It would have to take immense courage to poison your daughter who has a life time ahead of her and to kill themselves. If only Khushi's parents used that courage to brave the tide and face the problems?
But then, Khshi wouldn't have met her best friend, her life "her alpha and omega"- Arnav Singh Raizada. Buaji is a lovely human being and she is Khushi's badi-maa. It wouldn't be surprising if Khushi agrees to get married for her sake afterall Madhumati took care of that when could have been left to be raised in an orphanage. The pandits and to a certain extent Raizada's aren't going to make it easy for Arnav and Khsuhi to be together. Such is life where society and status play a rather central role to one's being.
He had hugged her from behind, facing her to the mirror, his own face widened with an air of pride at his work. "My own personal doll, a living talking doll!" And with that he had pulled her cheeks and kissed her sloppily, causing her to laugh with happiness. - my favourite scene that is going to be played out in the future with less slopiness? Niiiceee š
The beautiful kiss turned into a heart-rending hug. I'm glad Khushi herself held on and yes, yes, yes - she called him Arnav. Finally the love story begins against all odds and curve balls that are gonna be thrown at them.
Yes indeed Arnav, it is that easy for Khushi for slink awaywithout being noticed despite everyone hovering around there because for rich people the poor are invisible. This is one of the saddest facts of life. Only because it is Khushi you are realizing the truth of such gravity.
My eyes were smarting through out the reading and my second reading Rach but what's new about that. Welcome back tears! I almost missed you. and welcome back Rachel, I missed you, your readers missed you and we all missed The Trampled Butterfly š¤
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