"I see you are staring at my hands for a long time. Is something wrong with it ?" Samantha interrupted me from my thoughts.
It was half past eleven when we bid adieu to Mr. And Mr.Marco. All through the way, Mr.Marco's words kept running in my mind.
'Benjamin. Put a ring on your wife's finger and claim her son.' He whispered near my ear, patting on my shoulder gently.
His words pierced my heart like a honed knife. We have been married for three years and she bore my kids, yet I haven't even put a ring on her hand. I couldn't shake off the feeling of shame from my mind when a soft hand nudged my shoulder gently.
"Are you okay?" She asked furrowing her thick eyebrows.
"Ye..yeah.. it's nothing." I could see a tinge of confusion on her face.
The mansion had an air of quietude since it w
