Part: 78 Our Last Day

I'm spending my last day with my Princess before our separation. I don't know, after how many days we will meet each other again. My heart is aching painfully, I have no idea how will I spend my days without seeing her, without feeling her in my arms. But I'm a bit relieved now after sharing everything with her. She's giving me strength at this time also. I know her heart is aching too, but she's smiling for me because she knows her smile is my biggest strength.

We're cooking together in the kitchen. No, no, she's cooking and I'm gazing at her adoringly, wondering, "how will my days pass when she is not with me? I will not able to see her angelic face."

She is whisking the better in the bowl for the pancakes. I'm standing beside her, leaning against the counter and admiring my Princess, crossing my arms. Her few hair stands are coming over her face, disturbing her again and again. As I gently tucked them behind her ear, she swept her eyes to me and smiled.

She mouthed, "I love you.