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Drink if you want. I trust your limits. Actually, I’d like to see you drunk. It reminds me of our first kiss.
Dreamy Husband
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Husband,
Don’t daydream.
Thanks for trusting me. I won’t let you down.
I just wish I remembered that kiss. I was too intoxicated to hold on to any memory of it.
Sighing Wife
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Wife,
I could remind you… if you want.
Husband
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Husband,
I’ll think about it.
Wife
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Wife,
Please do.
Husband
CHAPTER 29
Day 180 - California
Aanya had managed to enjoy herself at the party. Though it was an official gathering, she was finally surrounded by colleagues who felt less like strangers and more like friends, people she could share laughter and light moments with. The enjoyment stayed well within professional bounds, and she consciously limited her drinks. Later that night, she returned to her residence with Shikha.
The moment Aanya stepped into her room, she collapsed onto the bed, reached for her phone and checked her email. There was no email from him. Her heart sank. Where was his email? Why hadn’t he written tonight? She craved his words. She wanted to talk to him.She needed him.
Who would’ve imagined that the man she once wanted to escape would become the one she longed for? Reyansh had changed. She had felt it in his emails, in his voice when they spoke, the desperation to hold onto her, to protect the fragile bond of their marriage. That shift in him had reshaped her entire perception of their relationship. And now, she couldn’t stop herself from wanting something more with him.Something solid. Something real. Something lasting.
Maybe it was the wine still coursing through her bloodstream, maybe it was just the loneliness of the night, but her emotions were heightened, her romantic longing magnified.Her body ached with desire, her mind clouded by thoughts of him. This was what Reyansh Chopra had done to her.
And just then, something clicked in her memory, something he had said in their last email. Unable to fight the need stirring inside her, with an impatient breath, Aanya sat up, opened her inbox, and began typing an email.
Husbanddddddd,
Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
Wifeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
