Short Stories πŸ’Ÿ

My angelic bride . .


Standing with her husband posing for another photograph. SheΒ  looked beatifically beautiful , like an angelic bride. She looked perfect, completeΒ and happy. It was overwhelming looking at her.

Afraid to meet my gaze , She looked away , trying to hide her tears. Afraid to open our hearts for the one last time , we both knew it would be so difficult , that we would miss each other , that how difficult it would be to survive without each other.

The day when she came into my life to the day she spoke for the first time ,every memory of her makes me smile and cry at the same time.

My little girl , now a bride , is a reason why I breathe and smile.

Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β     Β  – Unnati Madan.


This post is in response to today’s one word prompt , Open.


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