Love's Untold Symphony

Part 11

Even though she wasn't sure what exactly transpired at the temple, her concerns were minimal, and her heart swelled with pride—her life had undergone a beautiful transformation. If someone had told her 22-year-old self this, she would have laughed. Over time, she embraced the defeats in her life and began to believe the hurtful words her father used to label her: Killer, Demon, Devil. She vowed to her husband that she wouldn't revisit her troubled past, but the question lingered—when would her father make a promise to move forward?

Her stomach growled, and she despised the fact that it often played the role of a significant adversary in her romantic life, causing embarrassing situations. Breaking the kiss, she redirected her attention to the lower level, and he chuckled, planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Why do you feel embarrassed? It happens all the time," he reassured, holding her waist. She remained silent.

"Okay! I know how to make it up," he declared, rising from the bed and bending down to carry her. She clung to him immediately, feeling like a baby in his arms.

"Wrap your legs around me, so it's easier to carry my 27-year-old baby," he suggested with a smile. She complied, burying her face in his shoulder. Gently placing her on the dining table, he went inside to bring her food. Despite asking for specific preferences, she accepted whatever he was willing to feed her. He presented her with a three-course meal, and the visuals alone satisfied her hunger.

"Can I ask you something?" she inquired suddenly.

"Since when do you ask for permission?" he responded, feeding her as she sat on the table.

"No, it just randomly popped into my brain!" Anika replied. He nodded.

"What if Anamika wasn't me? Would she still be your secret obsession?" she asked.

"Of course!" he promptly answered.

"So, there would be two women in your life. I never knew you would turn out to be that kind of person," she teased, refusing to eat from his hand.

"Oh! I was just being honest. But, you know, I have a secret," he said, moving closer and kissing away the food near her lips, "When I was smitten by you, I had physical and real fantasies, and now, you are my fantasy."

"Then, as an artist, it's my duty to share my physical forms so that they can fantasize like you," she teased, distancing herself from him. He sounded jealous, and she enjoyed it.

"Come on, your wife is a star. It's not healthy to possess her like this, at least in public," she said, asking for his phone since he had broken hers. When she told him she was ready to reveal her identity to the public, she could see the confusion on his face.

"I thought you were joking!" he said, handing her his phone, where she opened her social media.

"No, I should come out one day, and I couldn't stay under the shadow of fear for long. You know what I am currently wishing for?" she asked.