"Of course, I won't leave you! After all, if I will leave you then who would bear your tantrums and cravings?" He asked her playfully but she got hurt by his statement. Does he think I am torturing him with my tantrums? She thought but didn't say anything to him.
She started to comb her hairs and made a braid of it which was very thin because of less number of hairs but still fine, she tried to get up from the vanity table holding the edge of the table, he tried to hold her but she showed him her palm halting his movements, he felt weird on her action.
After putting up pressure on her palms she got up from the vanity table and placing one hand under her protruding belly and another holding the wall beside her for support, she waddled towards the bed.
She sat down on the bed and rested her head n the headrest but by now he was sure that something was wrong! He sat down in front of her and slowly took her hands in his but she didn't move at all.
