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Everyday Magic
The days that followed our wedding felt like a beautiful dream, each moment woven together with laughter, shared meals, and tender exchanges. We explored our new routine, balancing our time between each other and our responsibilities.
One sunny afternoon, I found myself in the living room, surrounded by scattered books and papers. I was trying to catch up on some studies, but the thoughts of Ibrahim kept drifting into my mind, a sweet distraction I couldn’t ignore. Just then, he walked in, a bright smile illuminating his face.
“Hey, what’s my beautiful wife up to?” he asked, leaning against the doorframe with a playful smirk.
“Trying to study,” I replied, feigning seriousness as I pointed to the pile of books. “But I think I might need a tutor.”
Ibrahim stepped closer, a gleam of mischief in his eyes. “I’m definitely qualified for that position. What subject do you need help with?”
I laughed, shaking my head. “I think you’d just distract me even more.”
He sat down beside me, the warmth of his presence soothing. “Let’s take a break. I have an idea.”
Before I could protest, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to our little balcony. The sun bathed us in golden light, and I breathed in the fresh air, feeling alive. “How about a mini picnic?” he suggested, pulling out a small basket filled with snacks.
I couldn’t help but smile. “You thought of everything, didn’t you?”
“Just wanted to spoil my wife a little,” he said, winking at me.
As we sat on the balcony, sharing bites of fruit and homemade pastries, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Each moment spent with him was a reminder of how lucky I was. We talked about our dreams, our families, and what we wanted for our future, laughter punctuating our conversation like a soft melody.
Later that evening, as we prepared for bed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Ibrahim had been a bit quieter than usual, his brow furrowed as he stared at his phone. I knew he was usually absorbed in work, but I sensed a weight on his shoulders.
“Is everything okay?” I asked gently, my heart tightening at the sight of his concern.
He looked up, forcing a smile. “Yeah, just work stuff. It’s nothing to worry about.”
But I wasn’t convinced. “You know you can share anything with me, right?”
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s just a project that’s
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