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Hazel eyes

Gregory hasn't come back, it's already morning. I tried reaching him but he didn't take any of my calls. I called Oliver too, he told me everything was fine and under control he wouldn't say anything other than that. I am about to take a bath when the door opens revealing my husband. He looks worn out.

"Morning babe". He walks in tiredly giving me a peck. Even his voice is tired.

"Are you okay". I ask with great concern on my face.

"I'm fine". He looks anything but fine, on the contrary he looks like he was run-over by a bus.

"I highly doubt that''. I murmur with a quizzical look.

"Do you still want me to massage you?". Are you kidding me? Between the both of us he is the one who needs a massage, here he is asking me if I need one. Yup I think he lost some screws last night.

"Actually…," I breathe out, "I think you're the one who needs a massage, you look like shit" I blurted out before I could register who I was talking to. He burst out with laughter, his head falling backwards
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