C11 Chapter 11

I was in the room, clutching the sheets, looking down. He cared for my Father when I.. didn’t. It pinched me. Failing to look up, I was growling internally.

“Saafia…?”

Calling me hesitantly, the door opened and he entered and for the first time after our marriage, he sat on the bed with me.

Tensing, I looked up at him timidly. He unexpectedly flashed a tender look and leaned forward