There was a smile that spread across his face so slowly that it was almost agonizing. When it was fully there, it made my heart flutter like crazy.
“That’s all you had to say, my Queen.”
I settled against his back again, with my arms wrapped tight around his waist.
We ended up at a tiny place that I had never seen before. We ordered burgers and shakes and it felt like a date straight out of the fifties. I loved it. It couldn’t have been more perfect.
Suddenly, I realized nothing mattered outside of this bubble. Not the man that took me or the things that might come tomorrow. Not the fact that I felt like I was starting all over, yet again. Or that I didn’t really know who I was.
It didn’t matter because I knew he would take care of the things I couldn’t. He would get revenge for me and his family. He would be by my side to catch me when I stumbled. And he would pull me up when I fell down. He wouldn’t let me take on the world alone, but he also wouldn’t do it for me. Because he knew. He understood me so well.
That was what I loved the most.
That I had a partner in this life.
And I saw it all with him.
The family gatherings.
The time in between that was all ours.
The house.
The kids.
Everything.
Forever.
