"Happy Anniversary, honey!" I hugged her and she smiled.

One thing I like about the quarantine was that I can spend a lot of time with my wife.
She's so beautiful. Her flawless skin, rosy cheeks, pointed nose, and tantalizing eyes were just amazing. She had a slim body that I would want to hold every day. I could stare at her for hours.

I remember the time when I had a silly crush on her when she first moved into the neighbourhood.
She would always sit by her window as I look at her smile at me.
I could tell she was also into me.
She was sitting in the backseat of her mother's car when I caught her staring at me while I checked my mailbox. It was empty, as usual.
But thank God, I went out that morning because if I had not, I would not have met Stella. She's the perfect girl for me. But there is something odd about her family.
Every day as I look at her by her window, she would stare at the sky blankly.

She doesn’t seem happy; she seems sad and hurt. How I wish I could make her happy.

One day, as I looked at her through the window, I noticed a cut down her arm, I figured she was in trouble.
So, I made my...