We travelled to India with our families to visit the land. When we got there I could see him hiding to make plans to see her. I looked at his mom, my mom and wondered what to do. I heard him talk to strangers to find the best secret hiding place. That night he snuck up to the roof. Everyone said follow him. I did. She was there. She saw me and she cried. His mother just looked at her son in disbelief. I look at him. He had a smile on his face, a tiny smile of joy, the one that played on his lips during sex- a little smirk. He looked at me like an as annoyance. A fly to be swatted away. A marriage certificate was pulled out. Screams about cheating on me were yelled by family members. All I could do was stare at his smile, his hand holding hers and I knew that I had lost. Then I woke.
Much to my avail, the dream continued the next time I closed my eyes. The girl gave him drugs. That is why he is this way. His brother and I rescued him and brought him home. He denied that drugs were the cause. He loved her and wanted to be with her. I walked away and did not recognize the person I was speaking too.
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