Now, Raja had everything that a poor girl like Moyna could dream of having in her husband. The fragrance of his aftershave, perfume … his courteous behavior when they ate in restaurants, the warmth of his body when he gently wrapped his arm around her waist when they were in public places!
they made her forget it was just a house of cards, a pretend game.
Maybe… maybe I will be able to win his heart! after all, I am beautiful…
she looked at her own reflection and smiled.
“What are you smiling about?” Naina playfully nudged her.
“Nothing…” she smiled and sat down on the bed, watching Naina put up her make-up, she has learned a lot from her, how to dress, talk, walk and most of all use make-up kit!