I was half asleep and barely noticed him come in. I am certain he suspects, and has for a long time, but he doesn't ask and I will never tell. Culture became our religion, and most of our parents were fundamentalists. Nadia's mum dragged me downstairs, hissing angrily that I was a wicked girl, and I burst into tears, partly of fear and partly of relief. I heard rumours about Uncle over the years, that he had reluctantly had an arranged marriage to a woman much younger than him. At university I became friends with a girl who wore a hijab, who told me she had been abused. I stopped writing my diary because the words felt too dirty to be put on the diary's clean pages. On the night of the mehndi , I fell ill.
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