Yana's POV
[Ganesh chaturthi]
I glanced at my phone and sighed as I saw a message flashing. Typing the same message, I sent it to him.
"Happy 7th marriage anniversary."
That's what the message was, it is no more good memory for me.
I checked the SIM cards I had bought and looked at my mother, who was staring at me with fear in her eyes. While I reassured her.
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