As the month passed, Shehryaar noticed how radiant and glowing Anissa had become. He noticed that she smiled a lot. And he was genuinely happy to see her that way: she deserved to be happy after all, he didn't give her any happiness till now. All he ever wanted was to see her smile.
And he wanted to make her happy. She was with him. She stayed with him even though things had gotten so bad between them. And she had given him so much happiness by staying by his side and working hard on their relationship. It was only her hard work and he gave her the sole credit for where they were this day.
"Shehry?!" He was pulled out of his thoughts upon Anissa's shrill voice that called him. He looked up and realized that he had been dazing.
"What do you think of this?" She said and approached him, holding infant sized jumpsuits.
"We can't know the sex of the babies till next month. For now, I was thinking of just buying neutral colours." She claimed. Shehryaar nodded, his mind occupied.