55-Fiction ~ Crisis

“Why isn’t it possible, say again?” He asked.

“Told you, I can’t face anyone. Won’t leave the house for few months!” She cried.

“You won’t go back on your word, promise?” He chuckled.

“You think it’s funny? My beautician burnt my hair. I’m an ugly bird!” She howled.

A bizarre marital crisis, he never anticipated.

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