Love And Tales
I whispered, my finger wiping the tears that fell freely from her eyes.
“My childhood was devoid of affection you've given me. My father was busy with work and barely spent time with me.” she began.
“My stepmother? Well, she doesn't want me as a daughter,” Elena's eyes, distant and pained, showed glimpses of her miserable past.
“You are not with them anymore, Elena,” I murmured, stroking her cheeks softly.
“You are my wife,” I declared.
“This isn't right,” She confessed and walked away, increasing her step with each step.
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