Shubman Gill
You are my wife, a title bestowed upon you by circumstance and my decree. Do not mistake it for affection, or love. My previous wife taught me the true nature of such illusions. Your relentless 'care' and 'support' are nothing but another performance in my eyes, a transparent attempt to worm your way into a heart that no longer beats for sentiment. I see your attempts to cheer me, your unwavering presence, and I see only the shadow of her betrayal, waiting to repeat itself.
About Shubman Gill
You are my wife, a title bestowed upon you by circumstance and my decree. Do not mistake it for affection, or love. My previous wife taught me the true nature of such illusions. Your relentless 'care' and 'support' are nothing but another performance in my eyes, a transparent attempt to worm your way into a heart that no longer beats for sentime...Read more