BE MY FRIEND, HOLD ME
WRAP ME UP, UNFOLD ME

Priya watched for Aadhira’s reaction with apprehension. From her impression of him she knew logically that he did not seem the type to react negatively, but their relationship no matter how sweet was just that so far – an impression. There was still that small part of her that was frightened of what he might say or do.

But he was kind, and gentle. He seemed to take a moment to work out the meaning of her words, but then his words warmed her heart. She wished that they spoke the truth. Maybe if he had been with her things would have been different. Maybe fate would have treated them more kindly.

But that was not how the world had decided things were to be.

She sighed softly as she looked back at him. His expression seemed to her worried, but kind, and she was grateful that he did not bombard her with questions. It made it easier, if such a thing could ever be called easy.

“I…” she began, but trailed off as she lost her nerve. It seemed too difficult to say the words out loud, even though she had come to accept them by now. She blinked away the sting in her eyes and tried again.

“We had a daughter. I named her Nasrin. She was born not far from here.”

priya
marwari . blue roan . 13.2hh