" Yes, but before we were happy and married. I used to sneak things around to watch you move and dress. I loved watching your naked body as it moved a...ound. I missed seeing you. Now... well, we are not in the same circumstances. I've had a hard time keeping our separation real in my mind. I love you so much still and I know I hurt you so bad, yet, I just want things the way they were. I had no right doing what I did. I have no hold on you anymore and what I did would have been as if I had moved. Soumya: Main tumare liye kuch karne liye ready hoon.Me: Sorry nahi ho sakta just friendship kar sakta hoon bas. Soumya:plz Me: sorry Soumya: ok just friend rahenge.Fir hum log juice piye muje ghar se phone ara tha to muje jane to main use bola bye I want to go home then ok bye maine use pucha can I drop? She told thanks ok come I ll drop fir humne bike pe jare to barish start ho gaya to wo muje piche se jorse pakdi aur boli muje thand lagra.Me:ok fir usne haat mere paint pe rakhi aur wo mujse. She hands me a paper that is not entirely flat as those I have held before, this one has parts that have been pushed out slightly.“Look at it,” she says. When I do I see that one place has my name, the new name she has told me I will have. I cannot read all, but I think this may be the paper she has told me is to be sent to me. I ask if this is so.“Oh, yes,” she answers. “It’s your birth certificate, the one I sent off for. It’s the first step in making you legal.” She makes kiss with me. Smiling playfully, she quickly ended her conversation with the older woman, saying something that made them both giggle heartily before turning and making her way through the crowd towards him, exchanging quick words with anyone who addressed her specifically. ‘Mmm… that shirt was made for him.’ Videl mused, her lips pursing with delight as her eyes drank in the vision of her boyfriend. Though this was not the first time she had seen him dressed in a suit, it always seemed odd to see him.