Shadab
I was in my office with my head in my hands, trying to get some work done which was starting to become an impossible feat. Things still weren't going as they should at home and by home I meant with my wife.
After the date night fiasco, I didn't feel like being near her. I had planned every little detail for her and put all my heart and soul into it. But there she was not even making an attempt to like it. She didn't like the gift I gave her, fine, but she could have at least pretended to like it so that my feelings wouldn't have gotten hurt. But no. She had to go and dislike it right in my face.
I didn't see anything wrong with that dress anyways, Stella wore such types of dresses all the time. Why couldn't she wear it as well? What is gonna happen if she abandons that hijab? I d
