My dreams of getting married to a prince charming got shattered the day when my quiet nature husband entered in my life. I was young and in those early days of my marriage being lively, I was expecting him to show same kind of emotions but when he didn’t speak much, it made me angry. In those moments of my severe anger, he would simply smile and preferred to read books in his library.
With the passage of time; I started developing feelings of hatred for his books. To this day, I can’t believe how could I thought in that way but on that morning when I entered in library with the aim to hide his books, I saw his diary was placed on desk. I knew it was wrong but curiosity engulfed my mind and with the strange feelings of discovering an unknown land, I started reading his diary.
Previous night, he was writing
“Anna, my love of life is young and naïve. I don’t know what sort of love is this but I like her more when she fights with me. I don’t know how to express but I love her a lot…”
As my lips curled in a smile, a tear fell from my eye.
It’s been a while and today I know life is not a fairy-tale. Brian is still a man of quite nature but I don’t complain much for I know if he cares about me then he sure loves me.
This post is in response to Sunday Photo Fiction – October 9th 2016 by Sunday Fiction
My words, My life 
This was a wow read.. 🙂 I had quite expected that is how it would end.. 🙂 Brilliant take on the prompt.. 🙂
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Wow read and brilliant take, reading these two words makes me smile 🙂
Many thanks 🙂
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🙂
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Sometimes it’s good to have read something you were not suppose to have read! This was one of those. Wonderful read. 😃
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Thank you Jessie 🙂
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I like that. If she hadn’t glanced at that book their life would have been so much different.
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