“My Father Said You Needed A Wife,” She Whispered… And I Said, “He Was Right”

wife. Tears mixed with rain on her face as her voice broke with her own confession of love starting from the day I gave her a roof without asking for anything.

I brushed the tears from her cheek, told her there were no more separate rooms or pretending, and asked if she wanted this marriage to be real, to which she answered without hesitation that she continue reading …