Abram~Moon. I don't know what, but she has this weird fascination with the moon that she would sit at the very same place everyday and stare at it. Its been four days since she left me, since I failed to find her even after having too many resources. She is alive, I know it. Her mother says she will Kill herself but I know her better she won't. She is so strong. She just needs time. The stars are shinig brightly today, they are the indication that she is safe and will get back to me , soon. Maybe she doesn't want to be found, that's why she is hiding herself away from me. But she doesn't realize that there is someone who is yearning for her, every minute and it is getting harder for him to even breathe without her. She also doesn't realize that I love my life and she is my life. So, I will do everything possible to bring her back, even if that meant to collide heaven and hell together. A smile broke onto my lips as I saw her blue scarf hung over the dressing table. She is jus
Abram~'You don't want to do this, please stop''Please stop, Abram''I don't want it this way, this is wrong''You always hurt me''You are a monster''Leave me, you monster''Monster''Monster''Monster'My eyes jolted open, as her voice echoed in my ears and for the first time in two months I feel nothing, no anger, no pain nothing. Only numbness. This was just a nightmare, this can't be true. I can't do this to my wife. She is too precious and I am not a monster. Yes, I shouldn't have tattoed her, but I am not a monster. "Pigeon--".No response. I look at my side and her side of the bed was empty. She was not here. My pigeon, my wife she is not here with me. A lone tear rolled down from my eye, as guilt started to seep inside me. "I am sorry baby" I whispered. Our room was dark, but I could see the daylight peeking through blinds. But I don't deserve even this ounce of daylight. Because if she is not in my life, my life is dark and after what I have put her through I deser
Abram~"Leave me, you monster" She screamed at my face, her eyes red and tears were streaming down from her eyes, just like mine. My heart broke, I feel as if someone is twisting the knife inside my heart , mercilessly. "Pigeon--" I saw her chin wobbling, I forwarded my hands to pull her in my arms, she is sobbing uncontrollably. I have never seen my wife like this before and it is hurting me too. What have I done? "Meera--" I called out for her again but she didn't say anything and in a blink of an eye she ran away from me. I strode after her trying to catch her, but before I could hold her she slammed the door on my face. "Wife--open the fucking door" I screamed and tried to open the door but she locked it from outside. "You can't run away from--Meera" I banged on the door but she didn't come. I took the vase and threw it against the wall, causing it to shatter into pieces, just like my heart. How could she run away from me? I know my method was wrong but my intentions were
Abram~I twisted my wedding band between my fingers, the small diamond embedded in the centre shining like her. She is my diamond. My star. But there are some eclipses that are preventing her from becoming mine. 'I don't want to leave'. That's what she said in the morning after giving me the most amazing orgasm of my life and I just can't fanthom it. Does she really not want to be with me only? I am ready to give her all of me. I don't need anyone but her. Only her. I don't know how this obsession came inside me but I am glad it did. Because I have never felt truly alive before her. And I will fucking make sure that we work, because I have no desire to die. I grabbed my phone and dialled on her number, already desperate to hear my pigeon's voice.Busy. I frowned and dialled again but the same response, 'busy talking to someone else'. Who is she talking to? That she cut my call thrice. I took a deep breath trying to control my unwanted anxiety. I called her again but met wit
Meera~I feel like everything is finally going to be fine in my life. I guess the universe is finally on my side, maybe my stars could shine brighter too. I grinned for no reason and looked at my side, where my husband is sleeping peacefully, the brown strands of his hair were falling over his forehead. I brushed them back and stared at him because I don't want to look at anything else. He is just so beautiful. I lean towards him and kissed on his forhead. I never imagined that he would agree to something like this for me. I feel so happy and giddy inside. He is becoming the man I always wanted him to be. A little crazy but all mine. I want to tell him the truth about his parents, I want him to know that his dad is innocent, so was his mother. Its just life happened to them. But right now is not the right time, he is already relentless since yesterday and I don't want to add another thing to it. I will tell him the truth in the right time. "Stop staring at me" his hard raspy
Abram~Promise. One stupid promise and you start to regret, for making any decision right after sex. She manipulated me with those ambers, and now I have to pay with my peace. But as I promised, I would do anything for her even if that meant to live with the killer of my mama under the same roof. But, I will have the control. Yes, I will not let her get lost in some stupid charity for a sick old man. I will make sure it's me she thinks about, I will have her so occupied with me that she won't have any time left for any stupid actvity. And then by night she will be back in my arms, and I will make her forget about everything. "Thank you for taking care of us Agtha". My wife said, in a monotonus voice but there is a gratfulness in her intent.I know her. She is not sweet but she is a considerate of people's feelings."The pleasure is all mine, Madame".I thanked god, because the way my wife and I are wasting time in pleasntaries is good for me. I just hope the sun goes down so