Two months before our wedding, I got a call from a woman who introduced herself as a therapist. “I’m seeing your kallah,” she explained
T here was nothing unusual about my shidduch. At least I thought so when I got engaged.
I was a regular chassidish bochur Rivky was a regular chassidishe girl. I was 19 she was 18. We had two beshows and drank l’chayim immediately after the second.
The first sign I had that something was wrong was when my mother told me that my kallah had gone to live with her brother and sister-in-law. My parents found this strange and they began making some subtle inquiries.
Two months before our wedding I got a call from a woman who introduced herself as a therapist. “I’m seeing your kallah” she explained “and I think it would be beneficial that we meet.”
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