Stolen

"You're upset? What is it?" I asked him and he looked away. He didn't reply for long. I pulled his chin with my hand to face me.

"It's nothing dear. I think I am just tired, that's it. Don't worry sweetheart, I am fine" He said. I nodded for his assurance. But I knew he is tensed regarding my decision. His life is already miserable, would I'll be a help for him? Will I be a good partner? Am I ready for this long journey?

His past still scares him. He could not forget it. She is there in his head. Do he reminds her every now and then or it's me who make him remind everything again? Dose he still love her? Will I be able to erase his memories? Will his parents accept me? Will mine? My head spanned around these questions.

I took his hand in mine & locked our fingers. I looked in his amazing brown eyes which he always hides behind the glasses and found him lost. Though he is easy to read but today he is quite complicated. I grasped his arm with both my hands and rested my head o