Suddenly, he looked angry. Even among Muslims who are allowed multiple wives, how could he now claim that he loved my Kavita and respected her as a person? XXX He had a valid point. And your wife, bless her heart, she loves you, and she won’t leave you, yet. Kavita wanted privacy and space. She was moving back. My heart was beating fast, and with all the emotion, part of me felt like throwing up. It was his final assault to my ego. It’s not like I had expected anything to happen tonight for me. No! I read it over again, staring at the paper. “That’s all you’re going to say? And your wife, bless her heart, she loves you, and she won’t leave you, yet.
