Needles

"Kairo? Is there anything wrong? Is it the call from earlier? Why are you speaking of forgiveness all of a sudden?" she asked with a worried frown.

He kissed her on her forehead and on her cheek before replying.

"Why shouldn't I ask you for your forgiveness? You are my wife, my other half. In fact, every husband should ask his wife for forgiveness if they do something to hurt her. I won't become small by asking you to forgive me, will I? You are more important than my damn pride and ego" he spoke softly, diverting her attention from her call.

She smiled at his antiques.

"Fine, you can ask. But what did you do wrong?" she inquired curiously. As far as she remembered, he always treated her right. He never hid his personality from her. He was always transparent and never deceived her with false promises. She couldn't come up with anything for which he needed to be forgiven.

He kissed her lips again. He is guilty.

"I married you like a caveman. Showed my misplaced anger to you. And even