THIRTY THREE: UNKNOWN NUMBER

[JHOTAM's POINT OF VIEW]

I was looking at an angel lying on the bed and noticed a beauty that could calm the seas and storms.

I kissed her forehead and whispered, "Goodnight."

Then, I lay next to her.

My mind pondered on thoughts and tried to find the answer as to why Shaira had been giving me the cold shoulder these past few days.

I don't know if it has something to do with her pregnancy because she wasn't like that when we had our first child—Tamra.

What's wrong with her?

Sometimes she's sweet, yet most of the time, a death glare was bestowed upon me by my wife.

What did I do wrong?

Before I knew it, my eyes retired, bearing unanswered questions in my mind.

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"Honey?" says I, asking her to determine whether she's awake or not.

I heaved a heavy breath as I received no response; I bet she is still sleeping.