FLAMES: Of Revenge And Love

32. YOU'RE ADORABLE

Hey cheries❤
I really hope you're all good, cuz I've caught a cold and my head has been hurting real bad. So take care people, don't get sick.

And I had written a bit of this chapter yesterday and I didn't want to leave you guys hanging so I really tried to complete it. I don't know how it came out and I don't have the energy to edit it. So if you find any mistakes, tell me, I'll correct it.

And I may, just a tiny bit of may, be not able to update tomorrow. I'll try but I've got my college as well, and I reach my room at around 6 everyday. So it might just be a bit difficult. I hope you understand. But I'll try and if I'm not able to then I promise to do a double update on the weekend.

Okay then, I guess I blabbered enough for a day.
Remember to tell me how the chapter was, your comments would really motivate me and I might just get better seeing them. ☺

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Abhimanyu's POV

My wife was sleeping in my mother's lap, after we came back she changed into a cotton suit before going directly to mom's room. And mom had been too happy to have her, not long after her breathing had evened out signalling that she was finally asleep.

She had made this a habit these days, going to mom's room during the day and sleeping in her lap while she stroked her head. I'm okay with it on the days I'm in office as she gets some company but when I'm home and she still goes to her room, I can't stop the jealousy running through me.

My wife seems to prefer mom more than me and it hurts my ego, okay? My wife should be with me right? but it's like during the day she has assigned the time to mom.
The only relief is that her nights are still mine, her mornings, her evenings so if she wants to give her afternoons to our family then I could live with that.

Dad has accepted that his room isn't just his anymore, and he's more than happy to have her with them. Sometimes when he stays back and I'm in the office, the three of them talk all the while, none of them tell me what they talk about, they are keeping secrets even from me. And when it's time for her nap, he leaves the room on his own accord.

Everyone seemed to have formed a mutual understanding that her afternoon belonged to mom and her.
Rudra and Sammy have been getting on my nerves more and more these days. It's like they felt that stealing my wife's afternoon wasn't enough and they try to steal her all day.

Samaira finally went back yesterday, as much as she wanted to stay longer she couldn't. She had been getting behind in her studies and no one wanted that, so after a talk with her bhabhi she finally agreed.

It's like everyone in this family has been having secret conversations with her and I'm being forgotten more and more. It's only my wife who seems to remember me or sometimes my dadi. Everyone else has just forgotten who was the one who got them the one they've been hogging all day.

Everyone knew where we had gone today, she told them before leaving. While she had been pretending that she wasn't affected by anything, the redness surrounding the amber of her eyes still gave her away. Her hands clenching every minute gave away the turmoil going inside her. I was glad that she didn't have the habit of growing her nails long or with the length I've seen on Samaira's hands, they would've hurt her for sure.