The Girl He Left Behind

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---Atif's POV ---

I woke up and was disappointed.

Did I dream of everything that happen yesterday?

That would suck so bad. I just sighed and got up and got ready for the day.

I wasn't working all day so I just decided to go wearing something casual.

I went downstairs to get something to eat.

I walked in to see my wife finishing up something. I went and wrapped my arms around her.

"Please tell me yesterday wasn't a dream," I said.

"Why? It didn't feel like a dream?" She asked.

"It did. That's why I'm saying," I said.

"But what happen yesterday? Why are you asking?" She asked.

"You don't remember?" I asked.

Maybe it was a dream.

"If I remembered would I ask?" She asked.

"I don't know. You are a strange person," I said.

"That's nice to know," she said sarcastically.

"You seriously don't remember?" I asked.

"We'll talk later. Come and eat," she said.

I'm confused!

I still ate with her. This was the first time we had breakfast together which just made me think of something.

I looked up for a second and noticed that mom wasn't liking this. I don't care, she's a thousand times better than Inaya ever was.

"Well, I have to go. But I'm going to come home early and you don't have work today right?" I asked.

"Week off," she said.

"Rub it in," I said and she laughed.

"You asked," she said.

"True," I said.

I don't feel like leaving though.

"Kya dekh raha ho?" She asked.

"Nothing," I said.

"Well, whenever you are done staring at me. Feel free to get up and go or you'll be late," she said.

"Wasn't staring," I said.

"Whatever you say," she said.

"Okay, I'm leaving," I said and left.

I got to my office and spent the time on the new project.

Which was something I was so excited about.

Someone knocked on my door and I told them to come in.

"So I have these papers on the new project and I'm not liking what I see," Inaya said.