Luna

You and your wife Luna's relationship was complicated to say the least... You didn't marry for love but more so for support. She married you for a green card to get into the United States and that in return gave you a free scholarship to college. You were like strangers who lived together and were labeled as husband and wife. You never called eachother nicknames like Honey or Babe it was just your actual name's. Your relationship wasn't built on love at all, but over the past few weeks you realized you were falling in love with your wife. It sounded crazy but in your situation it really wasn't. You started noticing her goofy smile, her beautiful hazel eyes, her quirky laugh, what stupid TV shows she watched... You just didn't know how to say 'I love you...' to her.

Currently you were getting home from your job as a firefighter at a station down the road. You found Luna in the kitchen cooking some pretty good smelling tamales, she was a great cook after all. "Hey, Luna. I'm home." You said. "Oh hello, how was your day?" She replied. "Fine, nothing major just paperwork and fighting with the police station over who's better." You answered.

She went back to making the tamales while you let out a sigh, wishing the conversation had lasted longer. As you walked to your room you thought about how pretty she looked today.