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This morning I texted him that I was cooking his favourite dishes for dinner.
And I waited for him on the dinner table from the past 2 hours, almost falling asleep.
It's almost 12am.
Looking at the food that I specifically prepared for him, my heart saddened.
It had gone cold by now.
The I had to change the candles three times by now.
I still waited for him.
Right then the doorbell rang, and without wasting a another second I ran to open the door.
A smile lifted my lips after seeing him, who also greeted me with a warm smily.
"Did you had your meal? I-"
He nodded.
My smile slowly faded.
He told that he had dinner long ago.
"Oh..." was all I could let out.
He asked me if I ate yet.
I covered up my expression quicky replacing it with a smile and nodded.
I lied.
As much as disappointing it was, I couldn't force him on anything.
It's normal. It's not his fault. He must've forgotten.
I'm overreacting a bit I guess.
Before getting married to him, nobody even cared if I had my meals or not.
But he does. He cares. So I have no right to be angry with him with such small reasons.
Maybe he didn't saw my texts.
Maybe...
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To be continued...
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Short StoryHe never told me that he loved me. Nor he ever spoke to me. But his every action screamed how much he loved me, how much he cared for me and how much he cherished me. ❝Aren't you ashamed of me?❞ -Song: Limbo by Keshi - short chapters - short story ...
