Shivaay entered their bedroom and stood all shocked. His wife sitting in the middle of the bed, with a pile of clothes. Literally scattered everywhere.
S : What have you done ?
A : I..
S : What have you done ?!
A : I tried to fold them but..
S : But..
A : But...
S : But what ?!
A : I just...I'm such a mess.
S : Correction..you're my mess.
Annika looked up at him while Shivaay jumped engulfed her in a tight bear hug.
A : Aint you mad at me ?
S : Of course no. We'll fold the clothes together. Okay ?
A : I love you, Shivaay.
S : I love you more.
A : I know.
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Gratitude, Love Comrade.
