He chuckled humorlessly and tears sprang in my eyes. "I did not know what to do. I did not know whether you would come back or serve me a divorce like your brother did. So I kept waiting. And I did not intentionally keep your things or look after them. It's just that I was occupied with something else that I had no time to think about you." He stood up from the bed and walked out of the room and I closed my eyes letting my tears run free. Why did I do this to us? How do I set them right? The story and the plot belong to me while the pictures are from Pinterest. Read this story and you will not be disappointed.