The next morning when the rays of sunlight penetrated their way inside their room, Kian woke up first with a pounding headache.
He fell back on the soft surface he was resting on from before and a hush sound of pain escaped from her mouth.
It was only then Kian turned back to see where he was resting and saw Tinsley holding her chest in pain.
He hit hard with his stiff head. He did not realize that it was on her chest he was resting.
"I m so sorry..."
He uttered out in his morning deep voice. Tinsley shook her head indicating to him that she was fine...alright.
"I did not see that...I did not realize..."
He went on, not knowing how to help her. She was tightly holding onto her right breast, trying to ease the pain.
It was a sudden blow and she did not expect it to co at all.
"Should I bring ice??"
"I...I will be fine.."
She smiled at him, happy to see him concerned about her. At least he still cared about her after last night.
And that ward her heart. Despite the pain, she was happy as she could not stop the genuine smile appearing on her face.
And that only made Kian think what was there to smile about this. Was she faking hurt to get his attention??
"Then get ready soon, I will drop you in the new apartnt and head to work. "
That was all he said, before getting off from the bed and disappearing inside the bathroom.
She did not know what caused him to react that way. How could he change from being concerned about her to being cold in seconds??
Regardless, she rubbed the area of her chest and got up to freshen up in another bathroom in the guestroom.
When she returned, he was already dressed in one of his suit. He was busy on his phone so she knocked at the edge of the door, to get his attention.
He looked up at her and road his eyes from top to bottom of her body. It made her feel hot as she gulped the saliva down her throat and walked up to him.
"What is this??"
He inquired to the glass of drink she was holding to give it to him. It was for his hungover.
"It will help you in getting rid of the headache."
She said, offering him the glass of juice. He did not accept it right away but took it regardless later after a brief pause.
She smiled at that and went inside the walk-in closet to recollect the bags she had packed last night.
"Do not pack the expensive clothes."
He let put, halfway drinking the juice, when he saw her walking inside the closet.
He knew that was going to disappoint her. She grew up wearing those signature clothing's and parting from them was going to hurt her.
Tinsley ca out of the closet, with a smile on her clear face, devoid of any makeup.
"I already have packed our clothes...the ones we will need. "
She answered and then strode out of the room. Kian walked inside the closet to check what she had packed and whatnot.
He was a little taken aback when he saw more than half of the dresses were hanging on the rack.
What did she pack then?? He thought
All the gowns, the night wears, the skirts, tops, jewellery, everything was in their place, untouched.
When it was ti to leave, Kian got out of the room which he had been calling his bedroom for more than two decades and climbed down the stairs.
There he saw Tinsley, down in the living room, talking and sharing a hug with each of the workers.
All of them were heartbroken to see the master and mistress leaving the house even though the mistress had only spent a night in it.
Marry was the last who moved forward to hug Tinsley. They had got closer yesterday when she was teaching the mistress the basic household chores.
"I will miss you."
Marry mumbled, with tears in her eyes. Tinsley rubbed them off with her hands and replied the sa.
"You have no idea how much more I will do to you."
Kian could not part his eyes from the scene. It was sothing unusual. He had never seen an heiress to be so close and intimate with the household staff, treating them with so much kindness even when Tinsley had known them only for a day.
Tinsley looked up to see her husband standing on the edge of the staircase. The smile she had on her face faded when the mont from last night reflected before her on the staircase.
Kian noticed that...how her smile vanished from her face when their eyes engaged.
He looked away and then stepped out of the stairs, picking up the bags from the floor and walked out of there.
Tinsley stood there all alone, watching him go out without her. She shared one last look at the workers and at the house as a whole.
Perhaps it was for the best, she had no best mories in the house apart from them making love for the very first ti in the bedroom.
She slowly strode forward, leaving behind a part of her life there, interlocked in the house.
Kian was waiting inside the Range Rober with a straight face. She took one last look at it from outside...reminiscing the ti when he bought her here for the first ti as his wife.
Life was full of uncertainty and confusion back then but she was happy that she was married to the man she loved.
So leaving it did not change one thing. Life was still full of chaos, a never-ending list of troubles awaiting them in the near future but still, she was leaving it with the man she loved.
Whatever might co to their way...she believed firmly, they would work it out together.
With that, she stepped inside the car and Kian drove them away from the place he used to call ho once upon a ti.
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