Love
"Coconut"
Right now, Rachit was unconcerned about what the office gossips might say about him and Riya together. He was only interested in having lunch with Riya at this moment to calm Riya's rage.Riya and Rachit sat on the chair, face to-face, having already set the table for lunch.Riya was no longer angry at Rachit, but she was still going out of her way to express her displeasure with him.Rachit said, his hand on Riya's hand. "You're still mad at me, Riya."
By Ritika mishra4 years ago in Fiction
My First Inkling That Something Was Wrong
My first inkling that something was wrong was when Mom said she couldn’t keep the kids. “I don’t understand,” I told Dan later. “She’s always saying she doesn’t know how she could go on if it weren’t for her grandchildren.”
By Bebe King Nicholson4 years ago in Fiction
Sculpture Of Secrets
The room was cold and barely lit by the flickering fire place. The curtains were closed and Kimberly Kent was getting everything ready for her husband to come home from work. Slippers by the door, ashtray on the table by his armchair in the corner and warming the oven to cook him dinner.
By YesItsMocha4 years ago in Fiction
