Atonement

Raina~

Fuck, I looked down at my injured finger which has formed a slight cut on it, with little blood oozing out. I sighed and took my finger in my mouth to stop the blood. Ughhh.

I open the first aid box and applied ointment to it. Thank God it's my left hand's finger. I can still do my work. I sighed and went back to chop the vegetables with a new knife.

I did as the lady from YouTube instructed. Today, I the Raina Aaron now Raina Murad for the second time in her life is cooking something. Today, I decided to cook my husband's favorite meal. I have already made kheer and Chole. Just have to fry puris.

This is my first step in atonement. Last night I crossed all the boundaries of immatureness. Well, I did that years ago, too. But last night I disrespected my husband.

How could I do that? How can I come into another woman's trick? The woman I didn't even know existed a week ago. How can I accuse my husband whom I have known for years?

His brown pools filled with sadness still haun