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MUSA’S POV: It’s been a month since I’ve talked to her properly. I have seen the change in her. She thinks that I have not noticed her longing for me. My love for her has not decreased. In fact, I started craving her more, but I learned to control myself. When she used to sleep, I would caress her hair and face. It gave me the patience and strength not to pounce on her. One night, I got into an accident. As we reached home, I saw her worried face for me. It made me smile but I kept my face hard. She came to me and asked me if I needed anything. “I don’t want you to do anything for me. What if you end up asking me to leave you in GRATITUDE?” I spoke mockingly. “I am sorry.” She sobbed, melting my heart but I did not say anything. “You should not say sorry for what you really felt.” She came to me and kissed my cheek,”I am sorry for not knowing my feelings at the right time.” She whispered near my ear and left. I was shocked, her lips felt amazing on my cheeks but I did not understand what she meant. The next day, when I tried to get up, I felt soft hands stop me. “Lay down. You are not going anywhere today.” My doll said. “Why should I listen to you?” I asked stubbornly. “Because I am your wife.” She spoke. “Oh. Finally you realized.” I spoke mockingly and watched as tears filled her eyes. I knew I was being a jerk, but I couldn’t control myself. The day passed with me doing my work on the laptop and her helping me in anything and everything. She was free those days as her university had not opened. She had taken admission in MBBS as she’d wanted. The next day, I went to the office. When I came back, a servant told me that ma’am was waiting for me on the terrace. I went to the terrace and saw that it was beautifully decorated with white flowers.
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