Hans POV:
“Honey, I’ll be going now. Make sure to take your medicines on time” I said.
There was a guilt in my heart and the fear of losing her felt achingly real. I stopped in my tracks to lean against the door and catch one last glimpse of her face that was enjoying the simple joy of holding a hot cup of rosemary tea and sipping on it. She wanted a family, a child to call her own and I couldn’t give her that because of my selfish needs.
At times when I looked at Jessica, I couldn’t help but notice how much she had grown from that clumsy, shy and amateur artist to a responsible, elegant and mature wife of mine. She put my needs before hers, adjusted to my work life and would never complain about it. All the years that we’ve been married, she would support me with all that she could. So
