"How did we end up here?" I asked him the morning after while we both were seated on two separate dining chairs. He, at the left end of a table of four. I, across him.
He sipped on his black coffee, the sound of it almost made my eyes roll, before he answered, "Can't we reserve that talk for a three a.m.?"
Silence dawned upon us. There was a faint melody from a distant neighbor's blasted stereo. From what I can hear, it sounded like David Slater's "Exchange of Hearts".
He sipped on his coffee again while I drank my tea.
"Do you like your egg boiled, fried, or scrambled?"
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Short StoryMarriage before getting to know each other? Follow this strange couple as they navigate the married life, exploring love blindly without knowing what's in store.
