"Dad, you don't put it there." Auden whined, took the egg whites and placed it in a different bowl.
I chuckled, "I know. It's not my first time doing Swiss rolls." I took the egg yolks and whisked.
He shook his head and whisked the egg whites. "Uhm, you and mom are not in a good space. Is there a problem?" He asked, avoiding eye contact.
I couldn't lie to my son. I knew that he knew that his mother and I are not in the right space. I miss her warm hugs that she always gave.
Her sweet kisses that I couldn't stop loving, couldn't stop getting over them, pressed against mine sweetly.
Her soft touches that tightened my heart and gave me butterflies.
The most of all her love that she gave me. I never thought I would meet a woman who would give me that some much love. Everyday I thought, is the love I am giving her, is it enough? Am I enough?
I placed the whisker down and looked at my son who was concerned, "I don't know." I answered in honesty.
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You Are Not Her ✔
Roman d'amourA short story about a man in love with woman but married another. However, will he try to love his wife or will he leave her to be with his lover. #shortstory_2
