Radhi 25

It was just like him to want to donate his organs to someone who could use what he would no longer need. When she hung up, she collapsed on the kitche... chair, her body numb. Memories suddenly flashed through her mind, swirling like a kaleidoscope: how he looked into her eyes after taking her virginity, how they kissed when they took long walks late at night, how he looked in the apron when he cooked her delicious meals; his smile when he brought her flowers from his garden. She remembered his. “Nah, I don’t drink coffee.” “Your drink has coffee in it,” she replied smartly and I stared at her intently. “Drink coke then,” I said after a while, gesturing towards the fridge with my fork while eating my bacon. “Help yourself.” I didn’t like interrupting my meal. She took a wounded look, as if she wanted me to pity her. “Wouldn’t you get it for me? A lady shouldn’t have to get up from the table.” It was things like this that made me angry about women. As if she wasn’t perfectly able to. More

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