I don't know what I'm feeling or why I'm feeling
No.....no.....no
I know what I'm feeling. And there is no place for WHY
Because whatever it is, I just feel for him.....for my husband
My heart just replaced every what, why and when with the only fee...
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ROSELINE'S POV
Yawning I rubbed my eyes before opening them. I woke up alone with no Alex in my side. I sat up on the bed looking around for him. But no trace of Alex made my lips to form a pout.
I wanted to see him
Sighing I slowly made my way out of the bed. With lazy steps I got inside the bathroom, hoping he will be outside when I will come out. But I was wrong I didn't see him when I exited the bathroom. Hoping to find him, I got outside the room. Passing few doors and rooms, finally I found my way downstairs.
When I reached downstairs I really saw how this place was. A mansion designed to give a Cabin like feel. This was the impression what this big, luxurious place give away.
Thinking I have more time to study this place, I made my way to the living room in hope to find Alex. But no,he wasn't there. I decided to check the other side of the floor
I saw more doors, sitting areas which looked beautiful, Dining room which looked spacious and nice. I continued walking
Finally......Finally my search didn't go waste as I found him
I found him where I never expected him to be seen. There stood his handsome self with a kettle on his hands, looking confused at the things Infront of the kitchen.
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It looked so beautiful and perfect. This is exactly it would have looked like if I dream to have a kitchen. Simply saying "MY DREAM KITCHEN"
He didn't realize I was in the kitchen as he was busy staring at the things in front of him with furrowed brows.
"Alex?"
Startled, he turned around
"Love you're up?" his frown disappeared as a beautiful, breathtaking smile stretched on his lips.
I was admiring his smile that I forgot to reply.
"Love...?" he broke my haze calling me love. Now a days he use a lot of endearments to call me
