I married him going against the world. I lost and forgot my identity so that he finds his and in turn, I was awarded with betrayal

He said he didn't wanted to...he tried but all just happened and he wasn't in love with me any more. Yet he wanted to be friends. How ironic 

For days I would sit opposite to the mirror to answer the only question that had been hurting me..what was that went wrong ? What did she offer  that I couldn't? 

I lost again. Then I vanished to find myself and those moments unleashed something else in me.  I came back but with a motive.

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I have not yet thought of the names or main story. But this is just a random thought which came on a lazy staurday. How was it?