Jay's POVI was seated on a chair as I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at the reflection of Amy as she flipped through the pages to find the best hairstyle for me. I didn't wanted to do anything to my hairs. But here I was, anxiously looking at Amy choosing a style for me.On the other side viona looked at me. He came near me whispering something in my ear.Viona: you are in good hands Handsome! Don't worry! Your wife has a great sense of fashion and style when it comes to men.I looked at Amy's reflection