"I don't know Nats, and I don't want to know. What I want is her." He sighed massaging his temples, "I already have given her the time I can, but not anymore... I don't care if she is ready or not. I don't care if she never accepts me as her husband. All I care is she stays beside me... close to me. So, I can see her wherever I went, I can hear her voice how much I want, I can reach her and hold her in my arms whenever I want." He has a deep frown on his forehead and his breath is laboured, trying so hard to control his emotions. I have never seen him like that.
"This is madness Moosa. It is not love, it's selfishness." I said.