Black hearts meet Red

Chapter 43

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Amal

Warmth seeped through every cell of my body.All the fibers in my body coming to life as I stepped inside my home.My husband moved past me and into the apartment whilst I stood smiling widely.

But the smile soon disappeared as I saw the man pick up the empty juice cartons and wrappers from all over the floor.Closing the door behind me, I walked further inside, seeing dirty dishes on the counter.

I glanced at the large man as he hid the wrappers behind his back.He smiled sheepishly making me pass him a small smile.

" Woh actually-"He began but I cut him off softly.

" Its okay."I said because he didn't need to say anything.His face relaxed as he put the trash away.

" I am gonna change first.Then-"He scratched the back of his head looking nervous and added,

" then I'll help you clean up."I nodded my head keeping my bag and coat away.

" Yes please."I said seeing the man grin before he walked inside the bedroom.

I laughed lightly seeing the man walk away.But why was the house so disoriented , because I remember the first time I walked through this door to a very very clean house.Shaking my head I made my way inside the bedroom seeing his dirty clothes lined on the floor.

Pulling the black dupatta against my shoulder, I picked the clothes up before putting them into the laundry basket.Thankfully the bed was made as I sat on it.

A deep sigh left my lips as I heard the shower running.Aunty Shahana's words from this morning rang in my ears,

" Amal, if you were hungry why didn't you eat at the dinner table last night?"Aunty asked making my hands still as I packed my bag.

" No, I wasn't hungry.In fact I didn't eat anything last night."I said but I couldn't hide the hesitancy in my words.

Aunty hummed as she took the prayer beads in her hand.

" Then it must be a cat to whom you were feeding."The old woman stated meaningfully making my eyes widened.

" No.No-"After that I changed the topic to horrified that she had guessed.

Heat floated from my neck to my cheeks.Burning my skin.If someone had told me some years before that Amal Dawood would feed her husband food in a secret way than maybe I would have laughed.Or that, Amal would be married again to a total stranger on the basis of sympathy and protection and then would feel something for that man then maybe I would have denied.

But now there was nothing to deny.Everything was crystal clear.I didn't need to run from anything now.Infact something was running away from me.I would have never expected the stunt I pulled last night at Aunty's place but it happened.