Half an hour later as the rage subsided and the couple returned to their usual harmony, Rhea realized that Aron still looked sombre. She placed her hand on his cheek and without raising her head from his shoulder asked in a mellow undertone,
“What’s wrong?”
For a few seconds, no answer came from Aron, then she heard him asking, “May I ask you something?”
Rhea planted a kiss right beside where her head rested on his shoulder before saying, “Anything.”
Aron asked in a mellow voice, “Are you ashamed of me?”
The question seemed absurd to Rhea, but something in his voice told him that he had pondered over that question for quite some time before asking it to her. She gave up resting on his chest and sat up straight facing him and asked,
“What are you talking about?”
“You clearly are at
