"I''m leaving. Do you want me to get you something while I''m out?" I ask Ss. I''m taking Aniyah shopping today just like I promised her. She''s looking forward to buying new clothes and can''t wait till I give her the make-over she has been pretty enthusiastic about. "Where are you going?" Ss wonders. I haven''t told him anything about my talk with Aniyah, sensing that she wants to keep the whole thing private.


    "I''m taking Aniyah shopping. You don''t mind, right?" I suddenly feel cautious, not sure if I''m overstepping. Yes, we''re still married, and she is my sister-inw; however, I don''t know if Sas has any concerns about my hanging out with his family without him now since we''re technically evaluating our whole rtionship.


    "Of course not," he quickly says. "You''ve always considered Aniyah your little sister and I know you love her so much. You don''t need my permission to take her out."


    "I was also thinking... maybe she can spend the night with us. She has been feeling downtely, and I want to make her feel better," I suggest. I''m already nning on paying a visit to her school and having a serious talk with her bullies. This is in addition to the talk I n on having with my siblings who have let me down.


    "That sounds great. We can even have a Harry Potter marathon. She''s a sucker for this series," he agrees with me, making me smile.


    "I will see you around dinner. Don''t eat on your own. I will bring food with me," I cheerfully tell him and make my way to the door.


    "Rosie," Ss calls my name, causing me to stop. I turn around to look at him and he says, "Thank you for everything you''re doing for my sister. It means a lot to me." I blush, suddenly feeling shy.


    "She''s my sister too," I tell him before leaving the house.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    It''s been three days since I made the decision to help him out. He has officially been away from alcohol for a month and I''m super proud of him. During the past three days, he went to therapy once and to physiotherapy once. We watched a movie togetherst night and he was the one who prepared all the snacks. For a moment, I felt like we were back to the first six months of our marriage.


    We''re getting close to our second anniversary and honestly, I''m not sure how things are going to be. It''s less than two months away and I know that despite the state of our marriage, I want to buy him a gift; a thoughtful one if I might add.


    I love the gift he bought me for my birthday. It was really thoughtful of him. He bought me a rotatingmp that turns the whole room into a night sky full of stars and a salt moonmp. I ced the moonmp on the table I have in front of the enormous bookcase I have and as for the rotatingmp, I move it around the house wherever I want to read. I sometimes turn it on when I''m not reading because I love the vibes it gives me.


    Ss and I don''t buy each other expensive gifts because we''re both aware that each of us can get whatever they want. That''s why we opt for thoughtful gifts, something that we know the other will truly love no matter how simple it is. At the end of the day, it''s not about how expensive a gift is. The love and care that one puts in a gift counts more


    When I make it to Ss''s parents'' ce, I ring the doorbell and wait for somebody to open the door for me. Aniyah opens the door for me with excitement written all over her face.


    "Ready, beautiful" I ask her and she enthusiastically nod. "I have been thinking. Do you want to spend the night at our ce? We can have a Harry Potter marathon if you want."


    Her eyes widen and a wide smile appears on her face. "I would love that!" she exims, making me chuckle.


    "Then let me ask Naomi." I grin.


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    It doesn''t take a lot of convincing to get Naomi to agree.


    "I forgot something in my room! I won''t take time!" Aniyah quickly says before dashing upstairs.


    "I want to thank you for what you''re doing for her," Naomi tells me, making me smile. I''m not sure if she knows what''s going on with her daughter or not, but maybe she can sense that something is wrong. "It''s nothing. You know I love her as much as I love Lily," I say.


    "I can tell that something is wrong with Aniyah, but she has been so excited ever since your call yesterday. I haven''t seen her this excited in a while." It brings me joy that Aniyah is excited about our day, but it also breaks my heart that she has been feeling down for a while.


    "I''m going to cheer her up. That''s a promise," I assure Naomi, earning a smile from her.


    It doesn''t take Aniyah a lot of time toe back and once I see her, the two of us head to my car. "Since you''re the passenger princess, you can y whatever you want," I tell her before I start driving.


    During the whole way, we jam to the songs she ys and chat together. It doesn''t take us a lot of time to reach the hair salon. I also want to change my hair colour. I want it blonde as it is but a darker shade. The split ends need to be trimmed, so I n on leaving the hair salon with healthy and shiny hair.


    As for Aniyah, she spoke to me about wanting turquoise at the end of her hair. I asked Naomi about this and luckily, she agreed. Aniyah was reluctant about asking Naomi as she thought that she wasn''t going to agree, but Naomi surprised us when she gave us the green light, saying that it was her age to do such things.


    We both walk inside and get seated beside each other. I know what Aniyah exactly wants, but I give her the opposite to talk to the stylist and tell her everything she wants to do. I want to work on restoring the girl''s confidence, because I''m not going to stand aside and watch her spirit die.


    We spend around two hours at the salon, then we both leave with new hairstyles that we absolutely adore.


    When we reach my car, I frown when I find a piece of paper on my windshield. I pick it up and suck in a breath reading what''s written.


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    gonna regret everything you''ve ever done to me.''


    I crumple the piece of paper and ce it in my bag, feeling the need to keep it. Is someone messing with me? Thest time that happened there was a crazy stalker who wanted to take revenge because I humiliated him me didn''t let him use me.


    Should I tell Ss about this? He is going to be very worried and may not let me leave the house without any bodyguards.


    "Is everything okay?" Aniyah asks me with a frown.


    "Yes, let''s just go." I ster a smile on my face as I get in the car. For the sake of Aniyah, I''m going to do my best to act like nothing is wrong.


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