" Hi, " I unfurl my eyes hearing his soft voice and with the brush of his fingers on my cheeks.       I straighten my back with disappointment in my chest. He pulls his brows together, " Don't ever plan anything in the early morning. I hate it. " I blink and gaze around. He's giving me butterflies with his look. He's looking like a supermodel with his waistcoat and sleeves rolled up.        He leaves the side of the bed as he walks over to the couch. He rolls down the sleeves of the shirt.        After waiting a lot, when he does not say anything. I push myself up on my feet.        " Washroom, " He says, beckoning with his eyes behind me.        I nod and saunter at it. I close the door behind me and look for a mirror first.        I glance at my reflection. People can easily tell from just a

                    I really got annoyed when I received a text from my husband. He'll be late for the function. An urgent meeting stuck in. I blow out a deflated breath and grab my dress from the mattress.        I stare at his message again. I'm sure about one thing now. He came here for his business meetings.        Yesterday I hardly saw him at the function for an hour. Then, he disappeared again.      My phone pings. I glance down at it and click on it.       ' Where are you? '       ' Coming. '       I want to snap to my husband. But I hold myself. He wouldn't have come if he didn't know it's important for me. I walk out of the room toward the Sas's wing.                 I picked

                   All this caught me by surprise. His body posture is explaining his impatience. God knows, what would he do to him? I can only wonder how different my life has been. I heave a shaky breath. I can't take this stressful atmosphere any longer. I'm feeling suffocated. I climb the stairs, feeling his gaze on me.          I sigh again as I look straight. I'll go in the room back his two different personalities is gonna haunt me, one that's so calm and perfect, second is full of evilness.         I'm helpless. I won't bear it if he'll hurt my family. I still couldn't believe that he said it, and threatened me. He'd do what he wants to. It can't change the faith that I'm his wife.        When we step into marriage, we can only come out of it after death.        There's

                          I dolled up in a cream, yellow and green floral long dress, wavy hair and pink lips. I'm afraid something bad will happen. I've never attended a function out of the family. I turn toward the door.        Yuvaan has signed a contract before our wedding with an American businessman. He's coming home after a few minutes. I'm nervous. I'm not perfect at speaking his language.         I stop reaching in the hall. He's looking so handsome in one of his black suits. I mostly have sighted black branded suits in his cupboard. He is talking to a new man, I haven't seen him before. The man says something to Yuvaan beholding me.        Yuvaan turns to face me and dismisses him instantly. When I'm sure, it's only the two of us. I spin on my high heels, " Is this perfect? " I glance up at him, res

                              Our mothers are already downstairs. They're cooking lunch for us. I can bet, my family must have insisted on staying in a hotel. I know my husband very well. They couldn't have turned off his words.        "What did they do to him?" I ask her.        "I don't know. Raheema doesn't wanna stay. Aaliya doesn't want to go with her mother. Ammi was worried about her health. So Aaliya is continuing her study in London. Ammi will join us at reception. I hope you don't mind." She says.        "Not at all. I like your mother-in-law, " I smile.        "Me too," Sas giggles. I smile fully. Finally, she's glad. There's no fear in her eyes.        I stride toward the stairs with Sas. Sapphire is standing near the rail