"I am sorry for being a burden.." I said, ashamed.

"What are you saying? You are my wife, my responsibility, my everything. If I don't care for you then for whom I will?" I looked down but he held my chin and gave me a stern look,

"Don't talk like that. Ever. Again."

He pulled me in a hug. I bit my lips to not to cry.

"I just don't know, everything seems to evoke dread.." I murmured as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"I know, that's why I am trying my best to take you away from all this."He said such confidently that it somehow dispel some of...