She pulled him with his collars towards herself with all her will instead of just crashing her lips on him she just felt his lips with her's. her weak hands trembled around his collars.Her tears were flowing silently.
He was in the complete state of...
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In the quiet peace of the early morning,as the world slept peacefully. However, within the quietness of their home, she was burdened by the continuous waves of morning sickness, and she tried desperately to silent her suffering. Her stomach churned and revolted, and the bathroom bore witness to her suffering as she emptied its contents into the toilet. Yet, she did so with a sense of caution, careful not to disturb the sleep of her so called husband. Her head pulsed with a persistent headache,and she also wondered whether she could even take any medication in her vulnerable state.
Her struggle to remain quiet couldn't remain hidden for long. As the minutes stretched, the sounds of her retching grew louder and more piercing through the silence like a cry for help. It was a sound that couldn't be ignored, and finally he stirred from his sleep from the couch in response to this distressing call.
In the blink of an eye, he was there with her, crouching down by her side in the bathroom. His touch was gentle and soothing, his hand caressing her back as he offered silent support. The concern in his eyes was evident as he spoke softly, his words laden with worry,
"Why didn't you wake me up? Why?"
She was drained of her strength, found herself incapable of providing an answer. The storm within her had temporarily settled leaving her fatigued and breathless. It was a struggle that went beyond words, one she had faced silently, day after day.
Her struggle had left her tired, and she surrendered herself to his comforting embrace, leaving her tired body in his possession. With tenderness, he gathered her into his arms, her face snuggling softly in his chest,and he carried her back to the bed, where due to her tiredness she instantly fell asleep.
However, he couldn't bring himself to part from her side and leave her alone in that moment. Seated on the edge of their bed, he leaned against the headrest, and gently rested her head in his lap. And gently stroked her hair by his fingers, for helping her to sleep peacefully. a soothing caress born of deep affection.
He murmured softly, though he knew she couldn't hear, "Why do you think you can do everything on your own? Why do you hide your suffering? Why don't you believe that I can share your burdens and support you?" He took a heavy breath and spoke softly "You also deserve someone to lean on and support you."
The weight of his words filled with a sincerity born of deep affection and understanding. He stroked her hair with a tenderness that conveyed his desire to comfort her, to be a source of peace in her moments of exhaustion.
Unbeknownst to them both, the weight of the moment pressed heavily on their hearts. As she drifted into peaceful sleep her head resting his lap, he too drifted into peaceful sleep, still encircling her in a gentle embrace of care and concern.
The gentle morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow into the room. In the quiet peace of the morning, she stirred from her sleep, and she was gently awakened by the sensation of something heavy pressing down on her upper body.Her sleepy eyes fluttered open, and to her surprise, she discovered him seated beside her, his head resting on her. The proximity of their bodies left her both confused and surprised, mingling with her bewildered thoughts. How had they come to share this intimate moment?
