I was starting to trade blood for softness because of her.
I stared down at her as the rays of the moon framed her gorgeous face, making her look even more ethereal.
Was I?
I shook my head vehemently as if to chase out the thoughts. I could not be falling for anyone. I just liked her. A lot. And that was normal. I wasn't supposed to hate my wife right?
I slowly slipped out of the bed.
Maybe we were getting too close.
This whole trip had been an impulsive decision. I just wanted to do something nice for her. She did not get a proper honeymoon and she deserved better than that. So I was just trying to make up for lost time.
I stood outside and stared up at the moon even as the ocean made swishing sounds that comforted me. This was an escape that I needed too. If I was being honest, it was not just for Mira. I was drained, exhausted.
