How was work?

Amber's pov...

We both cleaned ourself and bath. I stepped out first, my hair and my body was covered in the towel. I handed her the towel so that she could rinse the water.

When I looked at her, she was drying her hairs by the towel. She exited the bathroom and entered the bedroom, and she sat on the bed looking so sad. I immediately hate the look on her face.

I was very tolerant, when she was wiping the water from her head. She was unnecessarily very silent unlike her usual one. However, when the tears escaped from her eyes. I couldn't just simply watch. I immediately laid down on the bed and open my arms for her.

She immediately landed her head on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her. She laid down beside me. I wanted to ask her, what was bothering her? But I decided to let her calm down first. She might tell me after she has cried enough.

She was weeping for some long hours, but it was okay. I wanted to tell that I am always there for her, whatever it is, I am there to hu