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“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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dad about it. But Dad didn’t choose to believe her. The next day, Dad went to his duty, and Mom asked Our servant to hand me to our neighbors. Our Grandparents took me back and we’re trying to make me a child who was not even one-year-old swallow fritters. Mom said I was crying, and hearing my voice she immediately came down and s*****ed me away. She said, my eyes were blood red and my mouth full of fritters and I was unable to breathe. She said she had to stuck fingers in my throat to get that out. That was when her patience broke and she took me to the first floor but they started screaming behind her. She tried to lock the door but they stopped it when she moved her neck behind. She found everyone coming behind her

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 glad that your parents protected you with

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

you go back

her and got married. Things were going south for our

gone through a lot Jacqueline. I honestly admire you, here I was stressed and 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 you before even knowing anything about you. I promise I won’t ever judge you

hate her, someone who didn’t mock her, or

good now. How

cuts the deepest. Nevertheless, since Jacqueline had shared her deepest pain, it became a duty

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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 pity on us Dad’s Friend found us in

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

from the phone brought his attention

who go through the worst are the strongest Remo. I believe it was the experience that made you,

her text. He found he cannot remember when was the last

your parent’s relations change with your

Dad’s efforts finally paid off. When we purchased a bungalow for us, our grandparent’s love started developing suddenly, their visits

I just believe they are strong enough to give everything they have to people they love even if they are aware of

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