I still remember the first time I heard her do it. We were at a friend’s house party, a typical Saturday night in Bangalore, loud music and even louder conversations. My ex, Priya, was a whirlwind of energy, gorgeous and charismatic. We’d been together for a year, and I was head over heels. I was in the kitchen getting another round of drinks when I overheard her talking to a group of her closest friends, their heads together in a conspiratorial huddle. She was laughing, her voice a little too loud, describing… well, me. Or rather, a version of me.
My Ex’s Lies About My Size Are Ruining My Love Life!
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