As Useless as He Could Get...

She waited for days and weeks, thinking whether or not it will augur well with the same tiresome Jay at the end of his day - 'Will he think I'm being a pampered kid grown into a woman again?', before telling him a bit about how she felt.

'I don't feel okay on most days... It's like waiting for death in a way... Nothing to feel excited about ever since...'

Once again her long-pending bet paid off finally - with absolute silence. Things like 'opening up' and 'being optimistic' sounded like clichés louder and clearer than ever before. She didn't hate Jay. Neither did she love him. But she could very much stand the sight of him. Balraj had made her stronger this way...