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Blinking her eyes Varahi stood on her spot looking at him strolling out of the wardrobe

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Blinking her eyes Varahi stood on her spot looking at him strolling out of the wardrobe. Everything happening was so confusing.

Why was he suddenly so adamant to talk to her? Why did he get her roses?
Why would he give her a card?

Why? Why? Why?

She was so confused with whatever she felt. She didn't know whether she should feel happy about him giving her the roses or she should be alarmed at it would be that - once in a blue moon- moment where he made her feel someone special to him and again would go back to the old self.

All she felt was fear.

Sighing, she looked at the card in her hand and then the bouquet kept on the table. Her mind went back to the time when he got her flowers for the first time after their marriage - she was so happy , smiling and blushing the whole day , she still had those flowers kept with her carefully.
But today she didn't feel happy - she was rather scared , he always did something which would eventually raise a hope within her but then himself breaks it.

After changing into her night dress she sat on the stool , picking up the card.

As she opened the ribbon Wrapped around it , her heart skipped a beat as she tried to guess what it could be.

Her gaze fell on her name written at the top as she began reading.

Varahi,
I seriously don't know where to start and I don't know why I wrote this.

Yes , so let's start with talking about me - I know you have got an asshole in the name of your husband and the fact that I have been nothing but a jerk throughout really creates an unsettling havoc inside me - So , Mrs.Singhania you have my apologies with all my heart. When I look back when we were ‘just married’ , I sometimes wonder I could have made it alot better but I didn't - again a bastard.

"Oh , stop cursing yourself" Varahi mumbled as she continued further.

In contrast to what kind of husband you have, I have got exactly the opposite.
I will never feel more grateful of the day when dad asked me to meet you , I know I have never really talked about us - before or after marriage till now and This is not how I planned to convey it to you But since my angry wife isn't really talking to me I had to but I will keep rest of the things to myself for later to say it out loud face to face.

I won't tell how lucky I am or how much your presence matters to me here , I am still looking for the best time to say it and accept it all.

Also , About last night , I had this feeling that you asked me the question in the context of ‘the random question’ , didn't you? I have known you enough to understand that. If I have guessed it right then you have to give me………

Varahi's eyes squinted as she tried to read the words which was terribly crossed after writing and not one, not two, not three but he had cutted five words in total . What could it be? As her gaze fell the other line , her eyes slightly widened as she read.

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