"Keerthi",Vikram cooed gently, sitting next to his wife.

When she doesn't respond, Vikram sighs, pulling the covers down,to come face to face with his wife's pink face,tears running down her cheeks.

"What?",Keerthi sniffed,"You don't want to talk right. Be that way."

Keerthi mewled in protest when her husband pulled her up into a sitting position.

"I was mad at you because you thought I would do something to you if I was angry, not because we didn't kiss", Vikram started out softly.

"I was only playing a prank on you,to see what you would do if I was angry. But clearly,you understood differently", Vikram explained,his tone turning bitter at the...