She loved to cook. There was a time she loved to cook for him. Now, it was only the pleasure of creating something edible and enjoyable that remained. It sometimes made…
When she walked into the house she had grown up in, tears filled Trisha’s eyes and fell down her cheeks. “I am back home.” She whispered, as she stared at the…
Trisha looked at herself in the mirror for the third time. She was wearing a black trousers and a red flower printed blouse. The weave-on on her head was brushed back…
Trisha was about to leave the office when the door opened and Ryan walked in. She didn’t recall a scheduled meeting between them, so she was surprised to see him. “Hello,…
