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Lydia worked briskly in the kitchen, mixing and pouring over the burner. “Can I help you?” Abhimanyu asked. He was standing by the door behind her. Lydia had not seen him walk from the bedroom to the kitchen entrance. She cringed a bit. “Why are you fidgety?” He asked. “You scared me. I did not see you walk all the way to the door. By the way, I don’t need help. Go to the living room and wait for your breakfast,” she instructed. Abhimanyu did as he was instructed. He had taken her out to a really classy restaurant and bought her very expensive jewelry to apologize for his mistake – having called her family without her approval. Lydia gladly forgave him, but she did not stop thinking of how to extricate herself from their six-year-old relationship. Her mother had even called to warn her not to leave Abhimanyu. “Are you out of your mind?” She asked caustically over the phone. “Do you think you can buy love or pick it in the street just like that? The guy loves you and he is willing to let you practice your own religion. What more do you want?”