Do you even love me?

"Noah..." I smiled while looking at him. "I..." I cupped my hands on his face while I was wearing a broad smile.

"I... love you for who you are. Because... you are... my husband."

I remember what I said to him yesterday, and it made me smile over again. I don't know, but I kinda feel like I was happy with him for a short period of time. I was feeling happy knowing that he was also happy when I uttered those words to him.

It was late at night when I had a bad dream. I saw myself with someone, and it seemed like that man was going and trying to get rid of me. I was taking a step back while gasping for breath while looking at him. "Mister... Please... Spare my life," I said to him, but I couldn't even see his face. It was so blurry as he was walking towards me, and he suddenly choked me.

I couldn't feel my legs as he was still holding my neck. I could feel that I was floating, and my other hands were trying to get his hands off my neck, but I couldn't. He was too strong for me. I was having trouble breathing while he was still holding my neck. My eyes were still on him and I saw him smirking, wickedly.

After a few more minutes, he let me go, and I suddenly fell to the ground because of what he had done to me. I was so weak. I couldn't even feel my neck. I was holding onto it while gasping for breath. I glared at him when I raised my head and saw him walking closer to me.

"You... You should die," he uttered, and that caused me to wake up. I gasped as I got up from bed. I don't know what just happened, but it seemed so real. Who was that man? Why does he want to kill me? Is my life in danger? Why? Why do I dream about that?

"Abi? Are you okay?" a hand caressed my back which I immediately looked at. It was Noah, and I nodded my head when I looked at him.

"What happened? Did you have a bad dream?" he questioned.

"Yes. I guess I had," I replied.

"That was just a dream. Let's go back to sleep," he uttered, and I nodded while slowly lying down on my back in bed. He started to wrap his hands around me and whispered, "Don't worry. I'll hold you like this until morning comes." Those words gave me relief and I started to close my eyes and trust Noah. I felt so safe with him. I don't know, but I feel so safe when he's around.

The next morning, I woke up and realized that Noah wasn't in bed anymore. I started to roam around the room and saw a note on the bedside table. I frowned while looking at it. "Company? Where is that?" I asked myself while reading the note he had written.

I went to the kitchen and looked for food, but I was surprised when I saw a note again pasted on the fridge. I took it and read the note. "There's food inside. Re-heat it," A smile was drawn on my face while reading that note. I never thought Noah could be so thoughtful of me.

After breakfast, I went to the living room and turned the TV on. I started to watch the news and an interview about an artist with her rumored boyfriend.

"Is your rumored boyfriend... Mr. Noah Brown?" the host asked the artist. I frowned and my eyes narrowed while looking at her. "Noah? Brown?" I stared at her for quite some time. "My husband? Why?"

She was smiling at the camera and said, "Yes. He is." I was surprised when I heard that. Really? Noah is her boyfriend? So... Noah is lying to me then, right? This isn't right. I had to ask him about that damn woman.

Later that night, I was at the dining table, waiting for him. It was seven when the door opened and I saw him enter the house. He was smiling at me, but I didn't smile at him. I just gave him a detective look and he frowned, "What is it? Why are you glaring at me like that?"

"Noah..." I looked directly into his eyes.

"Yes? What is it?"

"Have you ever..." I stopped, taking a deep breath before talking again, "Have you ever loved any other woman except for me? Did you?" I could see how confused he was in front of me. But... I really wanted to know. If... I am the only woman that he loved.

"No. I don't ever love any other woman. I only-"

"Liar!" I cut his sentence and scoffed.

"Do you think you can fool me like this? Do you think..."

"What's wrong with you, Abi? What's the meaning of this?" he asked, innocently.

"Noah... Don't deny it anymore. You... cheated on me, right?"

"What?"

"I saw it."

"About what?"

"I saw the interview, and that woman claiming that you are her boyfriend, right? Are you aware of that? Or... Both of you are aware of me, right?" I don't know what I am saying, but... I felt like I was about to burst at anytime soon. I can't hold and stop my anger. It's making me more mad at him, as I can't get the answer that I really want.

"Abi... I don't know what you're saying." he then walked closer to me, holding my shoulders, "I... don't love any other woman, but you. I am not interested in them. You... you're the only woman for me," he uttered, but I couldn't let myself get fooled again by him.

"Noah... You can't fool me around again. I... saw it with my own eyes, and... I heard it with my own ears," I said to him.

"Abi..."

"I am not going to-"

He suddenly kissed me, causing me to stop talking. My eyes widened while our lips were pressed against each other. I could feel the softest and sweet taste of his lips. It feels like an apple. When he took a step back from me, he then looked at me. Noah cupped his hands on my face, and there was a broad smile drawn over his lips.

"I never... love someone, Abi. You... are my first and last lover," he said. His voice was calm and sincere. What am I going to do? I really saw it. "But... What about that woman?"

"It's just rumors, okay? You... are my wife, and no one else will be my wife, but you." He smiled while looking at me. "So, don't think too much, right? I... I will stay by your side, no matter what," he added, and I nodded my head with a smile. I hugged him. I felt bad about asking him that. I feel bad questioning his love for me. I feel bad about everything that I asked him.

"I'm sorry, Noah," I utered.

"No. It's okay. I understand."

While I was hugging him, I closed my eyes, but... an event of my past came and started to picture out inside my head. A woman... It was a woman I was with. She was smiling while we were talking. I guess we were at a restaurant and eating dinner. Who... Who is this woman?

The following day, I was still in bed when I noticed that Noah was still beside me, embracing me, tightly. I opened my eyes and looked at him. The point of his nose, the length of his eyelashes, and his complexion were so smooth that they seemed to have no pores. He had flawless skin and if Noah hadn't been a man, he would probably have been a very beautiful woman by chance.

The corner of my lips slid upwards while observing how he looked. His messy hair became one of the reasons why he looked handsome and hot. I think he was perfect. I don't know how can a human like him live here? He's like an angel from the heavens. I was still staring at him while observing the shape and form of his face. The creation of him was so perfect and that was the reason that made him so attractive.

I was still smiling while staring at him. I started to lift my hands and was about to touch his face when he opened his eyes and saw me. He then smiled at me, "Good morning, my wife," he greeted me, and I felt like I was melting inside. His deep voice made my knees so weak.

My eyes were still on him when he suddenly cupped his hands on my face with a smile. "How beautiful," he uttered, and it made me feel so fluttered. How can he say those words to me, directly? Why? Why is he so hot and attractive with his messy and semi-curled hair?

"I don't want to be that cold and rude husband that I was before. I... will change and become the better version of myself for you, and... our baby."

To be continued...