100. “I am fine baby," Norman said with a smile that I could read from a mile away.
“Baby, Norman, you can't fool me. I may have not known you for long but I can tell when you are taking it.
I am your mate. You are my king. We are supposed to help each other carry all the burdens we have and the last thing we both need is to fake that we are okay with each other.
So, tell me what's wrong. Why do you seem sad?" I asked him trying to coax him to say it but I knew from the look that he was giving me that I was trying to chip on a granite rock and it would be very hard for it to break.
“I’m okay queen,” that was his common diminutive for me and I loved it but now, it felt bitter coming from him.
I didn't want to push him because I knew that he would tell me when he was ready.
"Okay, let
