Crossing the Mirage:Passing Through Youth

“Am I expected to take all this rubbish?” he said feigning anger.

“Why, were you to fail with her later,” she continued her tirade against him, “you would have me still, won't you? What's more, her money too, for I'm sure you would make some of hers yours without losing any time. And in case you can't sell your idea to me, still you would've a beautiful wife, and all her money. Either way, you know, you would gain more than you can lose. How cleverly you got into a win-win position!”

“You're attributing motives,” he said sounding sad, “to a victim of circumstances.”

“On the other hand,” she said in pain, “you've made me a victim to better your circumstances. Betrothed though, you wormed your way into my life with the idea of making me your keep.”

“Do blame me but spare my love,” he said affecting distress. “I love you, and I want you forever. I know that you love me too. Don't break our hearts and make life bleak for both of us.”

“So much for our love,” she said broaching the topic of her embarrassment, “what about your child in my womb?”

“He would be my first born, won't he?”

“You mean the first bastard?” she said in all sarcasm. “Oh, you've determined the sex of our child beforehand! You seem to be cock sure in all you do, don't you?”

“Don‟t be harsh!” he said taken aback at her resistance. “Didn't I tell you its time I owned up you up as my wife?”

“What if you fail to keep your word?” she said in vexation. “Won't that leave our child illegitimate and keep me ever your keep?”

“Believe me.”

“You mean I should believe you after what all you've done to me?” she said rebelliously. “What if I reject your proposal?”

“Then unfortunately for both of us,” he said after a pause, “we've to go our separate ways.”

“Well,” she said resolutely, “before that see the child goes out of the way.”

“Don't be in a hurry,” he tried to sound even more persuasive. “What if we make up in the end? Won't we feel sorry then?”

“You know it brooks no delay, don't you?”

“I‟m hopeful,” he said reaching for her hand, “our love would make us cling together through thick and thin.”

“So you want me to let it grow so that I would've nowhere else to go.”

“I don't want to lose you if I can help it,” he said not giving up. “You may call me mean that way.”