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Azul used her key to open the door of her shop

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Azul used her key to open the door of her shop. She hadn't been in it in way too long. After what her husband had said to every one three months ago they basically hibernated in the house to get him together.

But this morning when her alarm went off he made her get up. Naeem felt terrible for keeping Azul away from what she loved to do. She didn't mind because he needed her. But if he was to be a leader he needed to get up.

So Azul's morning was different today than usual. She dusted around the shop making sure it looked good. She set wax cubes inside of the melters to get a better smell in the air.

Azul hadn't realized how much she missed her shop until now. Her eyes scanned over it. She had put so much into it. But business hadn't been all that great. Naeem was her best customer but he was her husband now.

She could design him clothes at home and just give them to him. Azul sighed as she went over to the phone. A few voicemails were there. She pressed the play button listening to the messsges.

When her husband's voice filled the air she smiled. Out of the seven messages left, three of them were from Naeem requesting his clothes. She laughed at the messages noting it was probably too late to complete the others.

Azul went into her office and froze. She looked over the differences inside. "Sit down." Naeem spoke and she looked at the stool set in front of roses. Naeem sat at a board. His hand touching the beard he was letting grow in.

Azul took the seat. She watched as Naeem picked up a black pencil. "I see you got my messages but no clothes have been made." He teased making her smile.

"I was busy." She shrugged.

"Taking care of your cry baby husband?" His eyebrow raised.

"I wouldn't call him a cry baby."

"You see no flaws in nothing." He spoke bitterly. Naeem continued to move his pencil around. "I wasn't just talking to Jazmyn about her giving up what she adored Azul."

"You needed me Naeem. The shop was still here. I could always come back."

"You should've never left." He scolded. Azul frowned but didn't respond. She placed her hands on her legs. "But you are appreciated for what you did." He mumbled and her smile came back. "Now stay like that." He added.

Azul laughed. The bell of the door went off and she looked towards the door. "Sorry I'm late." Nani spoke. "I'll handle the customers." She winked at Azul before passing her a Starbucks cup. "Have fun." She sang as she closed the door behind her.

Azul looked to her husband. "You hired Nani? We barely get any business here Naeem. She's going to be standing there bored."

"You wasn't advertising the shop. I made sure that was done."

"How?"

"Word of mouth. You have a website now which is backed up with orders. Plus you needed somewhere to buy some stuff from. You can't make every thing. Just throw a label on that shit." He shrugged.

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