NEXT DAY

At the dining table, she found herself poking with her food. Her appetite was low. Just because of the thoughts in her mind. She stared at him with her side eye to know about his mood. He hasn't addressed her disobedience of last night yet. Also, he was talking to her normally today. Maybe he won't punish her and he has let it go? Maybe he would let her go and not put her in the cell again? Or maybe he was waiting for the right time to punish her.... The last assumption made a bolt of panic hit her. Her mouth hung open as she instantly turned her face towards him. He looked back at her and notice the fear in her eyes. He knew, she was overthinking so he fed her the bite on the spoon he was going to take, filling her half-opened mouth. She became too struck to talk and as she looked around, their gazes were on her and she felt embarrassed. She now was not able to sustain attention on her as she looked down and fondled with her food. If it were her old version, and her husband would have