She was sitting in front of the beach when he walked towards her. The water was touching her toe.
She looked back from the corner of her eyes and knew he was standing there. They had been living here for one week and she had not talked to him.
He walked ahead and sat beside her.
She did not show any emotions. They have not talked for three days.
"Nice weather," she said.
He did not answer. She was avoiding his eyes.
"What are you hiding?" he asked.
"Nothing.." she said, straightly.
"Look me in the eyes," he said.
"I am not hiding anything," she said while looking into his eyes and she got up.
He held her forearm and she fell on his lap. It was all so sudden that she turned bright pink.
"You know, I got my eyes on you," he said while looking inside her eyes.
She came back to her senses and then she got up.
"I am sorry, I just tripped," she said and walked inside the house.
"He will know, he will know for sure," she thought panic.
Just then she heard a thunderstorm. The rain started and it was getting cold.
He put the wood in the fireplace and set fire.
She turned towards the kitchen to make something when he walked along with her.
"What?" she asked.
"I will help you," he said.
She gasped.
"You and help me?" she asked.
He rolled his eyes and walked in.
She took a deep breath because she did not know what was inside his head.
"Pass me the flour," he said.
"What are cooking?" she asked.
"You will see," he said, smiling and she saw him most rarely smiling like this.
"So, Saliha....what would you like to eat?" he asked.
"Am I dreaming?" she thought.
"Hurry, tell me," he said, irritated this time. Ghosh, he had anger issues.
"Anything you cook," she said.
He smiled.
"Now go out," he said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because I say so," he said.
She rolled her eyes.
"And don't you dare to roll your eyes on me," he cries.
She nods in disappointment.
After a while he walked out with creamy pasta in his hand.
"You know how to cook it?" she asked.
"What do you think?" he asked.
She took a bit and it was heaven.
"Wow, I must say, you are a good cook," she said.
"I thought, I am living here, actually trapped here with you so I should do something," he said grabbing a fork.
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His Imposed Wife
RomanceYou know what they say? "Couples are appointed to accompany each other in Heaven" but have you ever thought about the condition where one is from Heaven, cool calm and peaceful and the other one is from hell, hot tempered and destructor. He walked t...
