My wife!

“I can’t love you.” He simply said. “I don’t want any love other than my wife…” He added after a moment of reflection. “I’m sorry.”

She climbed on the bed without any further ado and covered herself with the heavy blanket and lean on her the palm of her hands. He watched silently as she stares at him. All she could feel right now was the heavy burden in her heart and that urge to cry and scream loudly.

He could see that how broken she was. And it was his fault-again! Why they had to be that way?-he pondered. But he knew that if he lets his feeling into him, there would be consequences that he didn’t want to face again. And maybe for that his wife would never forgive him. But maybe if he tries to reason with her…it might work.

Her eyes looked exhausted yet she was still wide awake. What has he done her? He felt guilty now. “You need to sleep. Go to sleep, Shelly.