"Ms. Ekta, who're you so familiar with? Are you having fun parading around with another woman's husband? If I were you, I'd at least have the decency of finding myself a bag to hide my face in shame, and yet you would even go as far as to flaunt it in front of me? True, the one that Nolan loved may not be me, but it was my name that was signed on the marriage documents. If you are truly serious about it, why not try doing something about changing that name from mine to yours?"
Shyla didn't raise her voice to become as loud as a scream, but it was just enough that everyone in the store was able to hear it with crystal clarity. Slowly, the eyes of the store clerks and passersby that fell on Ekta became those of despite and scorn.
Feeling the eyes of everyone around us, Ekta immediately retreated behind Nolan, playing the part of a frightened little rabbit.