Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More
It was way too bright for him, dulling his skin tone, and the striped tie didn’t help his case.
I shook my head, rolling my eyes. He was something else, but at least he made it up in his look, and my eyes widened as I noticed the new haircut.
His hair that was once in locs was gone, and he now had a buzz cut, but it definitely suited him. Honestly, I don’t think he could look bad in anything.
“Are you alone?” He asked, disrupting my thought, and my brows lifted carefully.
“You wish.” I scoffed.
“Actually, I do.” He said in a serious tone that I blinked slowly, taken aback.
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