Thanks For Marrying Me

|Eshan|

"You don't see me. Nobody sees me. Why do I have to be so pathetic, Eshan? Why?"

Innaya's stumbling figure found my support as she slipped her hand from my arm, and placed her head on my shoulder. I frowned at her words. She was belittling herself and I did not agree with it.

"You are not pathetic. Don't you ever think that about yourself? You get me?" I held her chin between my forefinger and thumb and said, while looking into her eyes.

Innaya pouted blinking her dazed eyes. I felt foolish for trying to talk sense in a drunk person's mind.

Taking Innaya to Shweta, my cousin's housewarming party wasn't a good decision, I concluded as I glanced at Innaya's condition.