Muayyad
We fell into this silent routine, it's not like we ignored each other we just did everything but talk and any skin contact. We could be in the same room eating out the same plate yet not say a single world, it was so awkward at first but we managed to work through it and got used to it. Mufeedah and I still met up, she rambled on and in about us but I never really didn't say anything and let her go on. She was on thin Ice and didn't even know, that wasn't the worst. It's the fact that every time I watch my wife as much as smile, squeal of so remotely anything I found it cute. I would chuckle, laugh or feel my heart skip a beat, I wasn't ready ask accept why at this point.
"Fish or chicken?" A voice asked, I wanted to smile so big. This was the first sentence or words she's utter
