Her FaceBook Friend

Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 45

“Sometimes you need a human to get into your deepest painful memories, not a diary to feel appreciated.” [Jacqueline]

[Third Person’s POV]:

Remo: “I don’t know what to say to that.”

He wasn’t sure what to say to her. Because any word he would say would never suffice nor could reduce what she had lost, forever.

Jacqueline: “You don’t have to say anything, Remo. The fact that you are listening without judging me is enough.”

Remo: “Okay.”

Remo: “What happened the second time?”

Jacqueline: “We had servants in the house, out of which one was responsible for taking care of me. So one night she went to the ground floor to fetch some water when she heard hushed voices of my grandparents as well as uncle from the drawing-room. She tiptoed to the room and eavesdropped on them. They were discussing how they will kill me tomorrow, and then will beat mom and chase her out.”

Her fingers quivered, her eyes welled up with tears. It was a painful memory for her that she never shared with anyone. She was too young to remember it. But every time she heard it from her mother, it would hammer her heart into pieces.

Remo: “What happened later?”

A sigh left her mouth as she typed again.

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“Oh, That was one adventurous and horrible experience your parents had gone through.

Jacqueline: “Thank you.”

know why, but I am happy that you are healthy and alive. I am even

“My parents went to stay in Moradabad with my maternal Grandparents. We stayed there for 4 years and then came back to stay in

“Oh. Why did you go back to

cheated on her and got married. Things were going south for our paternal

thinking that perhaps I am the most unfortunate person in the world. But you showed me today, maybe everyone is struggling with something that we don’t know about. I am sorry for judging

heart. Her eyelashes fluttered. It felt good to share her grief with someone. Someone who didn’t hate her, someone who didn’t mock her, or someone who didn’t believe she was too sentimental.

good now. How about you? What exactly

Nevertheless, since Jacqueline had shared her deepest pain, it became a duty that he did too.

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life, we understand real people. When I was 2 years old, our grandparents chased us out of their homes for no reason. He even s*****ed the money my dad used to earn at that time claiming that it was rent for the years they lived with them. We had to sleep in Church for three days without food and then as if heaven had taken

whole school mocked him for being poor. There were no relatives, nothing. Forget about the toys he should have had when he was little. He spent his entire childhood with a single red toy car that his father’s friend gifted him, other than that, there were no toys. He had felt the pain deep in his bones, for seven years they lived life the same as beggars. Perhaps a little better than beggars because

brought his attention

People who go through the worst are the strongest Remo. I believe it was the experience that made you, so I am not going to say sorry

remember when was the last time someone said something

your parent’s relations change with your

7 years in that single room, and I will always be grateful for His kindness. He even helped Dad to open a small shop with his money, and Dad’s efforts finally paid off. When we purchased a bungalow for us, our grandparent’s love started developing suddenly, their visits became more frequent and they said they were guilty. My parents chose to forgive them, it

fact Rem. I just believe they are strong enough to give everything they have to people they love even if they are aware of their real

though, and they will realize it soon. And I hope when that happens you can pick

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