Becky Armstrong Sarocha and Freen sarocha has been married for two years. Becky fulfills her wifely duty fully. She takes care of freen physically and mentally both, she takes care of the house . She is the perfect wife. She is a housewife. But she doesn't love freen. Freen is the director and chief of Grey sloan hospital. She is a very loving, caring, understanding wife. But she has an issue. she doesn't understand feelings like normal people, she can't pick up on things that should be obvious for normal people. its a psychological problem she developed after her parents died right in front of her. But she is extremely talented. She is intersex. She can die for becky in a heartbeat but she also knows becky doesn't love her she just fulfills her responsibilities. When ever they have sex or freen touches her becky never protest because for becky It's just another duty. Freen is ok with it. Their marriage is a arranged one. Before marriage becky was in a long term relationship ( five years ) with Charlotte . But Charlotte left becky before their marriage for her career in london. Then becky's parents got her married to freen.

As her sadness became visible beneath the withered mask of happiness, my heart ached for all the moments that now have become a dream for her. Now fate has bought us together, and I will make her fall in for the tenderness of my love for her. *Well, this is my first story out here on Wattpad. I would have never thought of posting it or bringing it out of my notes if @DarkIsland2 had not helped me and convinced me repeatedly. Anyways enough of my rantings; I hope you enjoy the story. Do help me with your feedback, suggestions, and criticism.

This is a story about two police officers who fell in love but didn't realise their feelings for the longest time. This is a story about the love they share and the journey of their realisation. Will they accept their love or let the rules of society dictate their lives?