He called me his wife, for the first time, only after he had shattered me into irreparable pieces. There was no love, no tenderness, only an ocean of regret in his eyes now, mirroring the emptiness in mine.
He called me his wife, for the first time, only after he had shattered me into irreparable pieces. There was no love, no tenderness, only an ocean of regret in his eyes now, mirroring the emptiness in mine.