Story (1)

“I love you but my wife has to be dead before I can marry you!” Freeman
said to Beauty.
Beauty locked her eyes with his. She could see that was the first time he was
saying the truth to her.
It had been two years. She had been asking him the same question.
“Why can‟t we be together? I don‟t mind becoming your second wife! Get
me an apartment not too far away from your home and I promise to stay
away from your first family!”
These were her usual words whenever Freeman was in a good mood and his
usual response was…
“Beauty, we can‟t be together. What we have is more than enough!”
Hearing him say that if his wife died, he would marry her was the best thing
she had heard the entire year.
“Then let‟s get her out of the way!” Beauty said under her breath but
Freeman didn‟t pick up the words as he was already on a call. He picked up
his car keys and sauntered out of the room blowing Beauty a goodnight
kiss.
Their routine for the last two years had been the same. He would leave his
office at exactly 4 pm , get to her place by 4:20 pm and stay till 9 pm. After
which, he left for home.
Freeman walked towards his car. He was going home!