Saturday, 18 April 2015


The phone buzzed. Without even thinking, Nandhini answered the call, and almost immediately regretted it. Etienne. She was not ready to speak to him but now it was too late.


Etienne sounded relieved. Nandhini asked him how he was doing. She realised that she missed him a lot more than she thought she had.

Etienne wanted to meet her. He apologised again and said he would explain everything to her when they met.

Reluctantly, Nandhini agreed to meet him, but only for a short while. After work, she took the train down to Paragon. Surprised to see Etienne there, waiting with a huge bouquet of pink roses. A smile slowly crept into her face. 

Etienne passed her the flowers, then kissed her. That alone was enough to melt Nandhini. They walked towards their favourite quiet cafe around the corner of the building.

The waitress recognised them. " The usual order?" she asked with a smile. Both nodded. After ordering, Etienne looked at Nandhini. he looked a little nervous.

He took out a photograph. Nandhini recognised the girl in the picture. It was Swetha. She kept quiet and looked at Etienne with a blank face.

" This is Swetha."
"She was the girl I dated for a few months when I was in India."

He paused, waiting for a reaction from Nandhini. Nothing.

He continued to tell her about Swetha and how they were and what kind of girl Swetha was. He certainly was mesmerised with Swetha, Nandhini thought, a little jealous.

Then, he began to tear. Nandhini, reacheed out to him and held his hand. She felt awful for putting him through this.

Etienne continued. " She died. My Swetha died.."

"Oh baby, you don't have to do this. It's alright I don't need to know. "
She got up and stood next to him, hugging him and planting a kiss on the top of his head.

The photograph lay on the table. She looked at the innocent face staring back at her. As much as she wanted to know what had happened to Swetha, she decided it was best to leave the past alone - at least for now.

Friday, 17 April 2015

Online Research

For the next two days, Nandhini avoided Etienne's calls. he called and left text messages, apologising to her many times. He even sent her flowers to the office. Nandhini was not mad at him, she just needed her space to think.

She tried searching for information about him but nothing came up. She looked up the small town he had come from but nothing unusual about him. She did manage to find his classmate and his email address. She took the risk and wrote to him.

Dear Brian,

I am currently dating Etienne from your hometown and since we are getting married soon, would you be kind enough to share with me any information you have about him. I would like to surprise him with a gift for our wedding and honestly I've only known him a short time. Any suggestions you may have is greatly appreciated.
Thank you 


Now she had to wait and hope she gets a reply. It could be a start. As for Swetha, she had no idea where to begin.

Thursday, 16 April 2015


She had always been a very chirpy girl. Tons of friends while growing up. Nandhini was not only good academically but she was a dancer. Dance was her passion. She never had time for boys because she was spending so much time on her dance.

Her passion began from a very young age, but she could only pursue her dreams when she was sixteen. Her parents were both working and too busy to bring her to classes, so only when she was old enough was she able to attend the classes on her own.

Other than dance, she was always busy with her studies and when she had left school, she was constantly on the laptop researching something. There was no topic that was not of interest to her. She loved learning something new all the time.

this time her research was going to be on Etienne. She wondered what she could find out about him and of course Swetha.

If she was going to stay with this man, then she definitely had to find out more so that she wouldn't have any doubts.

Wednesday, 15 April 2015


While preparing breakfast for Etienne the next morning, Nandhini had images of Swetha appearing before her.

She didn't think she could wait till Etienne said something about it, so she thought of asking him instead. How could she bring it up?

She could not possibly tell him that she had gone through his personal belongings. He may never allow her into his apartment. But her head would explode if she didn't ask him.


"Yes, dear?"

"Tell me about the girls you have dated." she could almost swear that his face turned pale. She immediately felt bad for asking. Maybe she brought back some really awful memories.

"Why do you need to know that? I don't ask you about your past!" Etienne yelled at her.

Tears welled up in her eyes. No one had ever yelled at her before. She ran to the room to get her bag and turned to leave. Etienne was at the doorway of the room. Tears flowed down her cheeks like a river. She began to sob when she saw him there, not quite sure if she was hurt or it was anger she felt towards him for treating her in that manner.

" I'm sorry baby, " Etienne apologised. " Yes, i dated someone but things didn't work out. her family did not agree to the marriage and so we could not be together. Her parents arranged for her to marry someone else.

Nandhini looked right at Etienne - puzzled.

Why was he lying? Why didn't her mention the incident

" What was her name Etienne? If you don't mind telling me."

" Her name was Swetha."

Nandhini just excused herself and told him she needed to get back home. Right outside his apartment, she wondered if there was more to the story of Swetha...

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

Love is forgiving

Love is blind!
Love conquers all!

Maybe I'm not blinded but I just believe that we'll overcome anything if we are truly in love..
Nandhini lay awake in the dark room-thinking.
She could not go back to sleep and could hear the soft snore coming from the other side of the bed.
She carefully climbed out of bed and put on her clothes. She then sneaked out of the room. Her heart racing a little.

The knob turned and the room was exposed! The study. She walked In not quite sure what to look for.

She switched on the lamp on the study and sat on the huge office chair. without a second thought, she tried to pull open the drawer. She was quite shocked that it opened. There was a diary inside.

Should I?

She picked it up and a photo fell out.

A sweet Indian girl with a brilliant smile stood there holding Etienne.
Who was she? Why didn't Etienne mention her? Did he even have to?
A million questions swarmed in her head all at once.

She dug through the drawer some more. A newspaper article was lying buried deep under some documents.

Girl eaten by man eating beast!
Nandhini covered her mouth - shocked! 

Obviously it must have affected Etienne, maybe that's why he didn't mention the girl. Upon reading, Nandhini found out her name was Swetha.

My poor baby!

He has lost his girlfriend! No wonder he was jealous. He didn't want to lose me as well.
She just had to wait for the right moment to ask Etienne about Swetha. She returned to the room and slid back next to Etienne under the covers.

Monday, 13 April 2015

Knowledge is power

Nandhini sat in her room with the lights out. She didn't want anyone to know she was still awake. She was thinking about Etienne. She was so in love with him. The wonderful sweet person she was used to dating. But then, the other side she saw that evening left her a little perplexed. Could she live with someone insecure and jealous?

Anyway, what did she really know about him? Her brother's words rang in her ear. Be careful Nandhini, don't get hurt.

Her heart was with Etienne but her mind sent alarms. A part of her wanted to know more about Etienne. First, she needs to go over to his place, maybe seeing him in his own surroundings would get her to understand him better.

She called him. "Sweetie, I'll come over tomorrow, cook dinner maybe," she offered. Silence.

" Yeah, alright. Sorry about this evening Nandhini, I don't know what came over me."

Maybe she was overreacting. It was probably a natural reaction to feel a little jealous.

Next day, Nandhini went over with some groceries and they had a nice time preparing dinner together. After which Etienne poured her a glass of wine. They stood in the balcony talking and enjoying the cool breeze.

Nandhini felt a little chilly and moved closer to Etienne. he looked at her and pulled her closer. She knew what was going to happen next. She felt his tongue inside her.

Why do I fall for this time and again? She asked herself.

Nandhini pulled back gently. She walked inside the apartment. There were some photos on the table top. " Is this your family?" she asked. "Tell me about them."

They are dead. I don't wish to speak about it. Yes that's my family. We were not too close and dad left us when I was only ten.

Nandhini immediately regretted asking. She walked over to Etienne and brushed her fingers through his hair. He looked like a lost little boy. She leaned forward and kissed him on his forehead. " I'm sorry Hun."

Etienne wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer, burying his face in her flat warm stomach. He slowly lifted her blouse and kissed her belly. Nandhini could feel the tingly sensation all over her.

This time she didn't pull away. They kissed and he lifted her up and walked into his room and placed her on his bed. Black satin sheets. She was even more turned on.

He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it aside, then unzipping his pants. Nandhini's eyes followed his every move.  He was soon lying on her. Nandhini couldn't take the pleasurable pain she felt when he bit her. She liked it.

He continued to move his tongue on her skin and she loved feeling his teeth nibbling at her here and there.And she finally exploded with sheer desire.

Although Etienne's intention was to bite and rip off her flesh, something stopped him from going further.When Nandhini moaned aloud, all he could think of was her pleasure. He did not want to hurt this sweet girl.

Nandhini wasn't like the rest. She wouldn't leave him, would she?

How could she think anything ill of Etienne, Nandhini chided herself. He was a hurt soul without family. She should just love him and take away his pain. Knowing about his family, she felt she understood him a little more.

Saturday, 11 April 2015


"Hi Nandhini!!'
She turned around to see a familiar face smiling at her. His boyish looks hadn't changed since they were in sch!
Sean was an athlete in secondary school. Her classmate. He was not just good in sports but also the top student every year. He didn't miss a year receiving an award for outstanding student. They kept in touch for a few years after they left school and then Sean left for overseas to continue his university education. They kept in touch a little on Facebook but that was it.
Now here he was. She didn't know he was returning home. Nandhini had a secret crush on him before, which girl didn't? In a way she still blushed when he looked at her too long. What she didn't know was that Sean too had always admired her, but never said anything for fear of rejection.
They spoke for awhile and then decided that they should just sit and have coffee.
Etienne was supposed to meet her at 7pm for dinner. She still had time. They talked about old times and before you know it, it was time for her dinner date. She had told Etienne to meet her at the entrance of Paragon Shopping mall. Sean waited with her till he arrived.
That wasn't the best idea. Etienne didn't seem too happy to see her with another guy. His expression was quite clear about that. Sean said hi and excused himself.
The dinner was quite solemn. Nandhini tried asking him what had upset him but Etienne didn't utter a word.
"Sweetheart, I don't like the idea of you hanging around with another guy,especially without me around," he said without a smile.
Nandhini was taken aback but before she could reply he walked away.
I should make sure she never leaves me, Etienne kept repeating in his head as he got into a cab to go home.