The sounds grew louder and clearer with each call.
The man gazed at her sweet smile, his dark pupils deepening in color.
"Hmm, wife..." he responded, his tone trailing off into a lengthy drawl before he held her tight and kissed her deeply.
The man was incredibly gentle, treating her as if she were the most precious treasure in the world, afraid that even a bit more force might cause her pain...
Emma responded to him, her eyes misty, but she did not cry, because she felt like the happiest woman on Earth at that moment!
Wife... he had called her wife...
She held him tightly, her heart fluttering with each beat, lamenting that if only she weren't infertile, if only she could truly marry him, how wonderful that would be!
Yet, she also felt like heaven had shown her mercy. Recalling everything from when she first met him to when they established their relationship, their journey was filled with both tears and laughter.
