Squeezed her hands. – I am your husband! I don’t give a damn about your feelings.
I love you. You are my wife! Biting her lip, Angelo tried to hold back her tears. Mikhail softened. He took her face in his hands so that she could not turn away, and looking https://jiji.co.rw/kigali/houses-apartments-for-rent/3-bedroom-house-to-let-in-kimironko-hS6YWGiO43fPw0xbgVdcFIjk.html into her eyes, he saw her heartbreaking attempts to stifle her feelings. After all, it was her feelings that were her enemy. She could not allow herself to feel anything if she wanted to survive. He needed to convince her that it was no longer her enemy. -Amanda, I knew you would be with me when I first saw you. -Do you know how many times I’ve been told the same thing? – she asked, trying to push him away. He stubbornly continued, as if he hadn’t heard her words. -I love watching you grow and change. You never stay the same. I love the way you learn, the way you do new things. I love watching you work, I love your little curious girl look when you do things you haven’t done before. I love watching you run around on the lawn with Ruthie, laughing with Miriam, listening intently to Elizabeth. I love the thought that I can grow old next to you and wake up to see you every morning for the rest of my life. -Don’t,” she whispered weakly. -I haven’t even started yet. – He shook her gently. – Amanda, I love giving you pleasure. I love the feel of you melting in my arms.
I love the way you say my name. – She blushed, and he kissed her. – Love cleanses, my beloved. It doesn’t make you guilty. Love thinks no evil. – He kissed her again, trying to find the words to describe his feelings fully. Words were not enough to explain it all to her. – My love is not a weapon. It is a lifeline. Hold out your hand, take hold of it, and don’t let go. When he drew her to him this time, she did not resist. When she embraced him, he looked at her and the tension of the past weeks dissolved. -Do you feel good? And it feels right, doesn’t it? -I couldn’t help thinking about you,” she admitted pitifully, snuggling against him and inhaling the sweet smell of his body. She so missed that feeling of confidence that only came when she was with him. He was determined to take her home. Well, why not let him? Wasn’t that what she wanted? To belong to him. To stay with him forever – Wasn’t that what she’d been dreaming of since she’d left home this time? -You give me hope, Mikhail. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. -It’s a good thing,” he said, pulling her close to him and rejoicing at her confession. It was a beginning.