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"The bad thing about deceptions is that they come from those you least expect". - Unknown Author.
05:00 a.m. - London...
Opening her eyes, she sees the face of her husband Kamael, sleeping like a Greek god. She smiles and sits on the edge of the bed.
- Another day! - she declares, getting up and walking to the bathroom. She cleans herself in the morning.
- I bring everything forward. - She whispers to her reflection in the blurred mirror, like her mind in the last few days. Feeling down, she walks to the kitchen.
- I prepare Kamael's coffee, leave everything ready. - She does her routine chores, her mind is yelling for her to do something about it. She wants at all costs to help her husband and she knows that every time she touches this subject, he turns into a different man from the one she is used to seeing.
Realizing that it was already past 6:00 a.m, she breathe dejectedly.
- Damn it, I can't stand this life of waking up, doing everything, and then staying the rest of the day doing nothing. - she says to herself. - Kamael won't let me help him, he says that as a man he refuses to let me work outside, and to satisfy him, I do everything he asks me to do. I don't live! I am the perfect housewife, I do the laundry and cook for this huge house - She whispers to herself in a melancholy voice. - Ah! Where is the servant? There isn't one! I need to occupy my mind. - She complains, gesturing in the air and talking to herself.
Sitting at the coffee table distracted by her inner chaos, she loses herself when she smells the perfume of her handsome husband invading the kitchen. Smiling, she analyzes him in all his glory. He looks gorgeous in his black suit. She focuses on his tie, knowing that she does it on purpose, leaving it crooked like every morning. He walks over to her and pulls her into a warm. hug.
- Good morning my sweet! - He whispers and kisses her softly. Fixing his tie, he smoothes his suit like someone who wants to make it perfect. He turns her around and takes her lips in a warm kiss, something he has done frequently in the last few months.
- Wow, you look stunning, my sweet. - He compliments her, looking into her eyes, and in response, she smiles shyly.