Reluctant Marriage, Undeniable Love

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ngle minute late. Since it was six in the morning, I had to get everything done as soon as possible so that I could prepare brea

Not to explore my dreams, but simply to avoid interfering with my parents' lives. I only learned a handful of things that I didn't want to know.

a row due to a project. They continued hitting me and accusing me of whoring when I tried

or. I'm not even permitted to address them as "dad" or "mom." I get up every day with the hope that things will change, but that optimism is invariably dashed at the end of the day. However, I am content with my existence as long as I have a place to live and food. I do

atta. I applied chapstick and moisturizer to my face. I formally got ready fo

eryone. Then, realizing that time was run

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y mom came into the kitchen and yelled, "Why aren't you done cooking yet?" Well, this i

ttering mess. "I..I..." How am I going to let her know that she's early today? "You...you got up earlier than...normal, so..." She st

Rohan Raghav interrupted her. For those that know him, he's called Ro. "Mom is breakfast ready? I have to go to college." Roha

in their home. We do, of course, but their purpose is to tidy everyone's room-aside from mine, of course. My parents don't like

k everything and clean the rest of the house. I don't hate cooking for them because I truly enjoy

my dad descend and take a seat at the table. Akhil Raghav is my father!

ou, rat!" I nodded hastily and began serving him. I noticed some pity when I gazed into his eyes. I'm not sure whether I'm seeing it

I went to the kitchen and cleaned up while they were eating. Their family chats, which I seldom participate in

ng that he had forgotten it. I grabbed it because I knew he was probably going to leave, and I was about to bolt from the house when my mother stopped me. "Where are you going, and why are you

to face me. By the time I got to him, I was breathless. As I took deep breaths, I added, "You...forgot your...bag." After glanc

his eyes, but he quickly averted his gaze and nodded, returning the water bottle. "You don't deserve anything from me, Akhil, and espec

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Not as horrible as the previous days. Since my other bruises have

resting room as well. There was an old mattress and bed in the room, along with a side table that had a lamp on it. A li

, but I was eventually caught by my father and forced to quit. You guessed it: my mother tormented me

side table. Since I don't have many books, I have r

ood or shelter. I feel fortunate to have at least those things when I think about them. I therefore constantly strive to assist those in need when I see them. My greatest jo

ok and clean, be spanked or tortured, make supper, clean up, go to my room and

y day while gazing up at the ceiling. Ultimately, I considered that one question I asked myself every time. Will I find love an