Short Stories

Epilogue

Hello guys I'm a little disappointed that even after few months this book didn't reach 1k reads yet. I know since it's not a fan fiction so reads will be affected.

But still I want to take the risk and write more of romance genres in future though I know I would get support by a fistful of readers.

Anyways thanks for the love showered on the one shot,here I go with the epilogue.

And yes there's mature content in this epilogue.So read at your own risk.Remember you've been warned. I'll repeat the warning again under the heading 'Mature content ahead'.

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I fell in love with you because of the zillion things you never knew you were doing to me since the day our eyes met.

"Watch out Sam!"

"Um sorry Mrs Myra I didn't see you coming?"

"Yes if you keep chatting with your girlfriend, you gonna bump into our boss as well."

"I'm sorry Mrs Myra!"

"Just my first name!" Sam nodded and I huffed and entered my cabin.

Well, this had been my schedule since the day I joined The Aura, the popular publishing house of New York,as an editor.

"Ma'am today you have a meeting with Mr Daniel who is in the queue since a month and is desperately looking for your views on his work."  My secretary began blabbering my schedule for today.

"Yep Rose, thanks for your information but could you please give me some minutes, I'm having a bad headache right now."

"Sure Ma'am" She spun on her heels but stopped at the door, "Ma'am would you like to have some coffee?"

"Yep black coffee with half teaspoon of sugar." I muttered and rested my elbows on the table with my palms massaging my temples.

Why a terrible headache that too early in the morning? It's not that I'm not oblivious of the reason.

The major reason behind the terrible shot of pain serging through my head is none other than Aarav Kohli,my husband.I might sound ridiculous but there's nothing to laugh at it,okay!

Five years of marriage and guess what he never remembers this day excluding our first one. How mean of him,right?

Today is our fifth marriage anniversary and  like every year he didn't wish me in the morning. And I know he will be hoping for a surprise from me but this year Mrs Myra Sharma Kohli has pledged to herself that she won't plan for any surprise.Call it revenge or anything I won't and that's final.

There was a knock at the door.I looked up and found a smiling Rose placing the coffee mug on the table.

"Thanks Rose!"

"You're welcome Ma'am!" I smiled faintly that she took as a cue to leave my cabin.I do sound bossy but when it comes to my headache I am not the one to be messed up with.

I sipped the black coffee viewing the beautiful skyline of New York dotted with skyscrapers through the glass wall.After a good coffee,I returned to my work reviewing the lined up manuscripts on my table.

An hour later, my phone buzzed. A message from hubby read:

Sweetie,today is the award's night. Gotta pick you up at 7.

Uh oh!

I had actually forgotten his award's night.No chance of his surprise then.Texting just a 'K' I resumed my work.