Story about marriage

when i first wrote this story I titled it ‘begining of a story’ but it gave a sense of incompleteness to it but I’d be darned if a story about marriage could ever be a complete story. So I present a complete incomplete story with a simpler title this time.

the injustice

Dear x  You are hideous, I don’t know how you even manage to come out of the house! Had I been as disfigured as you, I would have died of shame! Please spare us and hide.  Your well wisher  We giggled as she read the letter in the last bench of the classroom. I think…