Always together

Always Together. 3

Daniel was not a patient person. It's alright. He has been told that several times. He believes he got that trait from his father. And he's okay with it. It's not a bad thing. Atleast that's what he thinks. Besides some people just love to annoy him. Or so. But not her. Never her. He's always so patient with her.

He just wanted her to tell him about the letter. Yeah just about the letter so that he can know.

When he called Elisha, for ordering to make lunch for Natasha - her favourite chicken marmite and garlic naan, that's when Elisha informed him about the letter.

Of course Elisha didn't tell him what was in the letter because she didn't know but she did tell him that it had no address of the sender and that Natasha's demeanor changed when she opened the letter.

Now he was just plainly agitated by her behaviour. It was infuriating.

"What the hell Natasha? Why can't you just fucking talk to me? Huh? Is it so difficult?" He snatched the book she was holding and threw it aside. He did not flinch at the thud sound.

He clenched his hands at his sides and she could see his cheeks tinged with frustration while his eyes widened. He does that every time he's trying to control his anger.

Was he being serious? After all this time he thought it was so easy for them to talk. Really?

"Oh I don't know. Maybe because you have acted like a complete stranger from these past months and pretended like I don't even exist. And now you want to talk suddenly. What do you want Daniel? Really I'm tired." She gritted her teeth and exclaimed, frustrated. She was so fed up of this. Honestly.

It has been six months since that incident and they have completely closed off. Both of them. It's not like they tried. They accepted it as it was.

She missed his touch. It has been so long since he paid attention to her. Since he did special things for her. She finally accepted that they were going to be like this and so they both moved on from that. Mostly her. Because it was not worth waiting for someone who didn't want to return.

He squinted his eyes, looking at her and shame filled his features. She was saying the truth and it hurt. Her words were harsh that it pricked his skin and hurt him but whatever she was saying was absolutely true. He can't deny that.

His expressions smoothened after that. He cannot blame it on her. And his eyes went back to normal. He shook his head. He had to fix this. It was long overdue and he didn't wanted to make an effort to fix it because it meant that there was something broken and needed fixing and he didn't want to acknowledge that fact. Acknowledge that something did break inside them after the incident.

"I don't want anything. No. I just want to talk to you. You are my wife, baby." He whispered, his throat caught up.

"Yeah well thanks for stating the obvious. You didn't remember your wife from these past few months. Huh, Daniel?" She asked while crossing her arms and resting then against her chest. He tried to ignore that action pushed her breast up.

He understood that. He was to be blamed. And the tears at the corner of her eyes made him feel like shit. But she was not the only one suffering. He did as well. In fact he was suffering.

"You know it's hard for me as well. I am also suffering cara. You're not alone." He whispered, his voice completely alien and pained. It was as if he did not wanted to admit that. His eyes looked troubled and his face fallen.

She knew that he was being genuine. But his confessing irked her a lot more now. She was not accusing him, she was just stating facts and he was trying to be so defensive and that was definitely getting on her nerves. He does not get to be all defensive now. It's his fault. Partly.