If there was one thing Latika was obsessed with was her slippers. She had innumerable pairs of slippers still she could never resist herself from buying more. She was getting married to Saarthak and was planning an entirely new collection of them for her trousseau.
“Don’t you think 15 pairs are a bit too much?” her mother questioned.
“Mom, I can’t go on repeating the same for every party,” was her answer.
A month later, she came back to her mom. Her face full of bruises, her eyes swollen and blue. There were red marks of slippers on all over her body.
She cried in her mother’s arms, “You were right mom. I shouldn’t have bought them!”
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