Invitation (1)

When he thought she would leave, she furrowed her brows with worry and turned around. Even he gazed at the way she looked curiously. He saw his sister crying like a mess as she left the hallways. She didn't care about the way she looked or felt ashamed.

Was she rejected by her husband?

This wasn't good. And the genuine worry on his wife's face made him further guilty. This wasn't good anymore. Unconsciously he came out of his hiding and stood behind his wife. He was about to go after her but she changed her direction and turned back facing his face to face.

Her saddened eyes turned fearful. Her full lips trembled at his sight. The confidence she held and the worry-free she has before was gone now. Her face was a pure reflection of fear. For some reason, he didn't like her face turning this way.

He wasn't a monster. He was her husband. What was there to be feared? He thought. And what made him further sad was the way she ran away without glancing at him and without caring about her