Shaurya,
I know you're gonna hate me for doing this but, we can't be together anymore. I have lived in an orphanage all my life dreaming of a stable future but with you and your dreams of becoming a painter, I don't see that happening. I like the artist that you are and really hope you do big some day but I can't live in poverty any longer. Call me materialistic or gold digger or any of those filthy words but we know money means so much in life. I'm going to marry Kabir because he loves me and of course has a lot of money in that damn bank. Don't come to me to get any of your answers because I have none. I hope you'll forgive me and move on. Wish you all the success and love in life. Bye!
PS: I'm Sorry !
Mehek.
Hey! Got this idea for a long time now. This story can be 5-10 chapters long if you guys wish to read and wait for the chapters that can be delayed for months. I hope I get a good response to motivate me to write further. Tada!