I thought you should know. Do you want me to call the police?”Collecting her thoughts, Grace replied, “No. He’s right. He is my husband. We have... had a huge row. Not the first. If he comes back you can tell him I am here but not my room number.”“He’s still here. He’s sitting outside the hotel on a public bench. Security are still watching him.”“Thank you. Your name?”“Roland,”“Roland. Invite him back in. What’s your most expensive restaurant?”““The Golden Spinning Wheel, Madame.”“Make. I just noded.after lunch, we met in tv room at midnight, i was almost shivering with fear.she came sat next to me, asked what others are doing , she told they are all asleep, u dont have to worry .she placed her warm hands on my cheek , “ramesh kiss me”,she had her face in front of mine, could feel her warm breath on my hands.she opened her eyes”acha,ankhen band karo”(ok, close ur eyes)i closed my eyes,after that i felt like i was waiting for eternity before her soft lips touched mine.she made. We dated for around a couple of months. She was the best at bed too (that was a bonus).It was a friend of ours who suggest us to become life partners and so we decided to marry. The marriage procession was a large one and my dad had thrown an extravagant party at the occasion of my marriage. Soon we were the parents of a lovely little girl, Emily. My life was going off well (a bit better than ‘well’) and we were enjoying our life to the best. I had inherited my dad’s business and it was at its. I had taken the twin fateful decisions of not carrying an umbrella and not taking a gift for her. she is (was rather) one of those girls who have been pampered from the cradle and need every sort of pleasure and amenity available. so trying to placate her without a gift was near impossible. well, so I reached the designated shop in time and waited. I'm punctual and I prefer others to be so too. ofcourse my girlfriend preferred to think she deserved special treatment. she arrived half an hour.