58. Buying Street food for her

"Lost somewhere?" His words brought me back to the world "Tell me if you want something"

If I genuinely only tell him what I need will he give it to me?

Bad Idea! He is not that type of man. He can never make me happy.

My head was still occupied with the thoughts of that couple which reminded me of the moments I had dreamed of. I never desired a luxurious life and a fancy restaurant, all I wanted was to have a simple life with my husband who could give me the freedom I want, the support I need, and share the food standing at the side of the street.

But as quickly as the wave of emotions washed over me, I pushed them aside, reminding myself of the reality of my situation. I was not in a position to indulge in such fantasies or yearnings. This dream is never going to be fulfilled at least not with him, I have to keep control over my desires.

I could sense his gaze lingering on me, his eyes fixed on my face, perhaps waiting for me to break my silence. But I remained steadfast, determined