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There is a lump in my throat when I find myself wrapped in Aadhi's arms, my husband, the man I love. My heart clenches. The bittersweet relief that flooded through me disappeared just as quickly as I felt. I shouldn't feel like this for him if I didn't want to get hurt.
Sure, he made our s*x life amazing but that alone isn't what I need from him. I want more. I want his love, his dedication, and everything else a wife would want and need from her man but the fault is mine because he's made it very clear that he cannot give me anything more than hot s*x.
I am a fool that I thought I would be happy with what he had to give me, for thinking I would be satisfied with what he gave me and for believing that I wouldn't need more. but I should have known that I would end up wanting mor
