I reached my hotel room after a long four hour ride. The train had issues all throughout the journey and it was as disturbed as my mind was.
It was my marriage in a week.
I had received a call from Harry.
"How is everyone at home?"
"Safe and sound"
"Your dad?'
"Why do you care?"
"Hey!"
I smiled.
'You better come back to your little fiance. He is head over heels planning to get you the best wedding ring"
He is mad, I wanted to say. Who could marry a girl whom he had known for only a fortnight?
My fingers rushed to my lips. It was only for someone back home.
My heart raced just at the thought of him.
'You there?"
"Yeah...so what am I wearing?"
'Its all on the way, girl. Where are you now?"
'In the hotel"
"Got work tomorrow, hope you know that"
"Yeah..yeah.."
Suddenly the
