The initial idea of living together after marriage terrified me, to be honest. The thought of you seeing you so closely, the thought of sharing all my things with you. It’s a whole other level, that level of intimacy. For someone who has never shared a room with someone else, it was intimidating. But, you made it so easy. It never felt like I was somewhere else. I fit right in, like a missing puzzle piece. And I saw you, all of you I mean. I knew you before, of course. But now, I’ve seen all of you: you at your vulnerability, when you’re upset, when you’re angry, how you smell in the morning, what you need when you’re sick when you’re sleep deprived when you don’t have enough space on your side of the bed, when the thunder rumbles outside when you absolutely have to go the washroom when you are about to head out when you need alone time; all of it. And you know what, Mr. Bajracharya? I think I love you even more, now. I see this new side of you: one who is not embarrassed t...