Fate

65. Emotional Breakdown.

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Three days later,
Ayesha.

I woke up to a quiet and an empty room, tucked under the sheets and I looked around for my husband but realised it was noon. My goodness! I slept till this late? Sighing I sat up straight. Why didn't he wake me up?

Pouting I slipped out of the covers and used the washroom and brushed my teeth before I stripped to take a bath.

I turned from the mirror to avoid seeing the scars and scratches on my body. He saw them... Oh fuck! It was the latest realisation of the century.

Do I look ugly with them? I traced my wrist before I gathered the courage to see what he did three days ago. My neck had an ugly long scratch stretched to my collarbone which was fading, my arms were healed, in fact most of my body was in shape except for a few places, maybe because my clothes exposed less and they saw less skin to slit? Clearing my throat I got under the shower.

He did not strip me naked that night, I scrubbed soap on my body and washed my hair. Involuntarily my hand touched the scar on my collarbone. He knew about it?

Shaking my head, I forced myself to stop thinking about him and washed the shampoo off my hair but with every calming nerve of my body, my every thought was redirected towards him. He's still grasping the fact that I in real told him that I love him. I remember how every time I tell him that I love him, he freezes as if it is the first time I said it.

The warm water relaxed me as I washed myself thoroughly. Once done, I wiped myself with a towel and wore my innerwears before I wrapped myself in a robe.

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I read and signed the documents Sharanya parceled me, not realising that it was already dinner time. I skipped my lunch? I chuckled with the realisation, working after so many days felt relishing... Oddly nice.

The door of our room clicked open but I didn't lift my eyes to see who it was, I sensed him.

"You didn't go to office?" That was his first question and I looked at him baffled, I was avoiding this conversation.

I don't feel like going out, it scares me to the core. What if I go out and another dirty secret of my family unravels?  I really won't be able to take it.

"Yeah, I woke up late." I whispered looking back at the file on my lap, as my knees were folded and I used my lap as my table sitting on this couch.

"I thought, you were the boss." He slumped down on space my folded knees left and I watched him loosening his tie around his neck and rolling his shirt sleeves up

"I am not the only boss." I signed the document and turned the page
"But I believe you are just as important." He placed my feet on his thigh and I noticed noticed his knuckles

"Aren't you tired, already?" My eyes remained fixated on his hands and he dragged me closer with the help of my calf, I pressed the file closer to my chest as I gasped