" What was the ending? "

" What was the ending? " I was trying to remember the ending of the story from my dream but couldn't remember.

What will I write then?
How can I forget?

" Breakfast for you " Dulquer served the breakfast on the table.

" Are you disturbed about something? " He asked.

I just denied.

" You look like you... "

" Dulquer, I cannot remember the ending of the story. You know how my dreams are my superpower that guide me and help me. The story was awesome. I thought why not write a story based on married working woman. The phases they face. Just after marriage, when she is asked to choose between the marriage or her career or when the in laws don't create a peace environment for her. Or maybe when husband is always taunting her... Or when her husband is not her safe guard. "

" You have chosen the dark side of the marriage. "

" Yeah. Because all that we watch in movie or drama is reel not real life. Sometimes things doesn't go the way a person wants to. "

" I am excited to read it. And you know na, if you need any help, I am there for you. "

" Yeah. " Dulquer smiled and was about to leave when I stopped him.

" Yeah? "

" So, I need you help and permission. "

" What permission, Tafrina? You are free to... "

" It is about us. " I interrupted in between and gulped trying not to look at him.

" What about us? "

" I want to share our story in this book. "

Dulquer just kept looking as I cleared the matter more.

" Our past. " I whispered and saw Dulquer sitting at the edge of the bed.

" Kinza will read it. " He said in low voice.

" I'll make sure she will not know that. "

" But a confusion will be made in her mind, Tafrina. "

" We can talk to her about that. "

" When we came back together, we promised each other that we will not about that ever again. "

" And that is why I want to tell them. Look how we changed. You changed yourself out of guilt and... "

" No. I don't want them to know. No matter what. "

" Fine. " I said and walked to the couch and started eating my breakfast.

Maybe I'll change the names and few situations but I will tell them what I have gone through. I said to myself and looked at Dulquer who left the room without looking at me.

As I looked at the screen, I felt angrler for myself that why I didn't remember the ending? Maybe I should have wrote the ending first.

I was fighting with me in mind when an idea popped up.

Maybe I should ask the readers themselves what path the character should choose.

Yeah, that will be nice.

I smiled and wrote the questioning ending and saved the draft.

And as for the next chapter, The love part of the book, I made the poster as book cover and typed smirking.

" TO BE WITH YOU, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE "

to be continued...