12. Don't lay your filthy fingers on her again

“Constance?"

Hearing my husband call out my name, I quickly jolted out of my thoughts. I blink and stare up at my husband who's looking at me.

“I asked you a question," he said, staring straight into my eyes. Those black eyes are so captivating but I couldn't withhold his gaze. I wonder if I will ever be able to maintain long eye contact with my husband.

Wait… did I actually hear him right? He really asked the question. Does he care about me?

I don't think so, maybe he's randomly asking but why?

I wonder if I should tell him how crazy those students in my class were for him. Well, I am sure it is not something new for him to hear… I believe he knows how crazy people are for him, especially girls.

“My.. my.. first day in school was good," I replied with a stutter and bit my lower lips. When will I ever be able to speak eloquently with my husband? I guess that day won't come. With my husband's dominating aura, I'm sure I am not the only one that finds it hard to speak coherently with him