4. CUDDLES

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Their he was or should I say, their were them?
Him and her on the bed,him crushing her small body in his warm arms. Warm? Was there anyone who could feel his warmth anymore?

He pulls her head in his chest and holds her as if he was holding onto his life.

Him cuddling her would always melt her and pull words out of her mouth.
But this time...

"Baby...I am sorry...speak to me...please" he whispered. He snuggled into her bandaged neck more and sobbed "please...wifey...speak to me. I- I am ready to bring your bestfriend to you. P-please don't trouble your hubby like that."

He cried continuously speaking those words to her petite figure. But she wouldn't budge, her body loose and eyes which were atleast open before were half close and her pupils seemed as if were floating up behind her eyes.

"Baby!!speak!!" His inner demon roared.

He was no more a medication to her heart all he was now was a poison to her, her closed ones, his closed ones and to himself.

He wasn't able to understand why her wife wasn't even flinching by his sudden blares.

"Baby!"he shrieked.

[To be continued]

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