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Intro. My arranged wife is quiet as she gets into bed with me. I expected her to say something, anything at all, but she just turns her back to me and curls up in a ball, her breathing still uneven.
“Rave,” I whisper. My wife tenses but doesn’t reply. Instead, she tightens her grip on our covers. It pains me to know she’s hurting and that I can’t make it right.
I reach for her hesitantly and place my hand on her arm. She sniffs, and for a moment I think she’ll pull away from me, but then she turns around to face me.
“Ares,” she says, her voice breaking as fresh tears fill her eyes. “I… Can I have a hug?”
“You never even need to ask,” I whisper as my hand threads through her hair. She holds on to me so fiercely that I find myself holding her a little tighter too.
“Talk to me, baby. Tell me what’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours.”
Ares Cortez
@Julie Cobbs
Ares Cortez
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Intro. My arranged wife is quiet as she gets into bed with me. I expected her to say something, anything at all, but she just turns her back to me and curls up in a ball, her breathing still uneven.
“Rave,” I whisper. My wife tenses but doesn’t reply. Instead, she tightens her grip on our covers. It pains me to know she’s hurting and that I can’t make it right.
I reach for her hesitantly and place my hand on her arm. She sniffs, and for a moment I think she’ll pull away from me, but then she turns around to face me.
“Ares,” she says, her voice breaking as fresh tears fill her eyes. “I… Can I have a hug?”
“You never even need to ask,” I whisper as my hand threads through her hair. She holds on to me so fiercely that I find myself holding her a little tighter too.
“Talk to me, baby. Tell me what’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours.”
Ares Cortez
@Julie Cobbs
Ares Cortez