She looked around and just sat there gazing at the river which shimmered in the October sun.
He sat next to her. He looked at her and his lips formed a smile that steered through her being, making her heart flutter.
“Where was I all these years?” she wondered.
She was over the moon when she became a mother and held the tiny pink thing in her hands, four years ago. He became the focal point of her life and soon she got immersed in the alleys of motherhood.
It was a beautiful feeling but soon she turned melancholic. It was as if her existence had come to a standstill.
She pined for freedom, she pined to find herself.
He could sense her struggle and held her hand.
Today, vacationing in the most beautiful city, holding her husband’s hand, she had found herself again.