|Innaya|
I once again fell in love with my husband all over again. I guessed I did not understand how many surprises I was going to receive with my husband. His thoughtfulness never ceased to amaze me. I could not bear to let him apologize for no fault of his. My condition must have worried him.
Despite being thrown in an unexpected situation, he cared for me. Despite my harsh words, he did not care about the consequences. He stayed put and did what he had to do.
I wrapped my arm around his waist as I snuggled close to him.
"Eshan, I'm sorry for the words I had spoken that day. I didn't mean to accuse you. I know you respect women. I'm... I'm sorry." I clutched his blue t-shirt in my fist. I did not cry this time. Wasn't there a saying- there was no use of crying over spilled milk. To make him forget about it, I had to forgive myself first.
