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He went to our room, changed his clothes into pajamas and charged his phone.
"I'll be back in a few minutes,"
I went back to the dinner table and stared at the food, a sad expression washing over my face. I wish he could taste even a little bit of it.
Blowing the candles one by one I sat on a chair and started to eat alone in the dark.
This is how I used to eat at my dad's house. There wasn't any light for me.
It was my fault for being the useless and ugliest. No wonder why my husband...
I shook my head refraining myself from any bad thoughts entering my head.
The food was cold. It didn't tasted fresh anymore.
Would I be eating with him right now together if I'd just told him in person?
Probably...
Why am I sad..? I shouldn't be. I'm being an ungrateful and bratty wife. I'm awful.
After awhile, I flinched in fear when the candles lit up suddenly one by one.
Him...
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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 ...
