The Love we shared

"Please. Please don't do this to me, please.....", she begged before him, leaning with the cupboard and slid down to support her fragile body, which was shivering and trembling.
And he, he was feeling numb, seeing her in this state. He never wanted her to see her like this, she was his life. His everything. And yet he was the reason that she was undergoing this pain.
"I don't.....", her lips, wet with tears, quivered..."lo-love-love you.", and she busted into sobs. Her body trying to be in posture.
He stood in front of her, still and confused. Not knowing what to do, what to say. He was feeling helpless, that he didn't even knew what to do.
He loved her. More than anyone. She was what he struggled for. And here she was, in front of him, as his wife. But she said she didn't loved him. She may not love him. But she shouldn't hurt him. But the fact that he loved her, was hurting her, and this apprehension was hurting him. Why is love like?
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"You don't give me time.", he said as he saw her entering the room.
"I was busy in attending the guests.", she said as she relaxed on the sofa besides the bed.
He folded his hands on his chest and glanced her with an angry look.
She was looking breathtaking today, in very simple dressing and no makeup almost. And her innocence played magic on her face. And she was unaware of the spell she had bound on him. His husband.
"I wish I was also a guest in you life.", he said with intense taunt-coated-love. And in the next moment she opened her closed eyes, and looked him with thick emotions.
"Don't ever say that again. It took me a lifetime to have you. You are not a guest in my life.", she said and moved towards the wardrobe to change clothes.
After taking out her comfortable clothes, she turned around only to strike with him, who was standing right behind her, and then caged her in his arms.
She gulped the tension arousing in the pit of her stomach, after thinking what could happen. And in the next moment, his lips...
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