Kian slapped her hand away and Tinsley did no effort to hold it back out for him.
"I was...I was at least in peace back then... than now!"
Kian let out, and it stroke hard Tinsley, coming to know that he was in peace with Serena but not her.
"You were in peace with her?"
She asked him back to confirm. He rolled his eyes at her, still sitting on the floor.
"The happy days...fuck the happy days!! Did not those happy days fucked up my whole life??"
Kian spat out, referring to their childhood memories. Those, Tinsley would often narrate to him...running around the huge field, watching the sunset together...the mango tree.
Tinsley stooped low, bent down and leaned forward, cupping his face in between her palms, making him look up at her.
"Tell me...tell me what would give you peace?"
She wanted to know...know the fact that would put her so tense husband in peace. She was ready to give it to him at any cost.
