Chapter 107

• [ZARINA]
• The music played in the air. The rays of the sun choreographed a soft and warm dance of their own. I tried to suppress the anxiety burning like an ulcer in my stomach—causing the lump in my throat to swell a size bigger and dry my mouth like a desert—but it only worked as oil to the fire. Making me feel even worse. More…miserable.
• On any other day, the thought of getting married would have filled my body with butterflies, making me all tingly and pink. A little shy maybe. But aware of the fact the thought had only crossed my mind twice or a maximum of thrice in my entire life, screamed a lot about the priorities that governed me throughout my life. A wedding was never one of them. And perhaps that’s the reason when the elegant doors of the chapel opened, cool air welcoming me with a touch of warmth from the eyes of the spectators, I felt unprepared.