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Lovingly, I caress her face, tracing her forehead, closed eyes, nose, and cheeks. I stroke her pouty, chapped lips, her small chin, and my hand reaches for her still-rising chest. Settling my hand over her beating heart, I listen to the rhythm of my sleeping beauty, watching her chest rise and fall, my greedy eyes willing her to live.
I imagine her sleeping next to me, naked and warm, snuggled like a cat purring contentedly after we’ve made love. For the last few weeks, I’d hoped this was just a nightmare we would both wake up from. Watching the snow falling to the ground through the window next to my beloved Angel, I pray. I nuzzle her neck, breathing her in, as my lips sample her taste. This time, her pulse doesn’t jump as it used to.
The mask on her nose helps her breathe, and the monitor next to her bed counts her heartbeats, lulling me in a fake sense of reassurance.
You’ve missed our boy taking his first wobbly steps. Also, our little girl said Ma-ma just yesterday while bouncing on her feet, with her small and incredibly strong hands fisted in my sweater. I
think both our kids are demanding for us to come back home. You promised me you’d fight and do everything to win. Don’t go back on your words, baby. You’re still tied to me by threads I have woven into you.
~Cassandra~
Nature here is like in fairy tale land, enchanted with incredible colors and ambiance. I breathe the smell of wildflowers into my lungs and feel the warm sunshine on my skin as I walk along the snow-covered ground amongst the colorful autumn trees, frost covering their leaves. The green grass poking out from the snow is encased in the ice. The water’s frozen, and looks like a shiny mirror. Enormous snowflakes brush my face, melting at the contact.
I walk to the curved bridge connecting the opposite sides of the land. I stand there for a moment, watching, mesmerized by the beauty. As I come closer to the edge, I rest my elbows on the railing. The world I devour with my eyes is so silent and peaceful under the snow.
Surprised, I jump as a warm body presses against me from behind. Male hands grab my hips, settling me into him, and my breaths mingle with the familiar intoxicating scent. Warm, lush lips brush along the exposed skin on my neck and I forget to breathe. My heart craves to reunite, and my cold body, covered in goose bumps, urges me to turn around and claim him. Feeling incomplete, unfulfilled, my soul vibrates with a consuming need to nestle into his essence.
Logan.
“You came,” I murmur to him, baffled.
Enveloped by him, I sway as his mouth tastes my skin. Comfortably, we stand in the snow, watching the horizon casting the stunning rainbow colors onto the trees. I feel his heart and breaths synchronizing with mine, as my eyes grow wet with tears, overflowing and running down my cheeks.
“I’ve missed you,” I whisper to him, silently begging for him to stay with me.
His heat comes off him in waves, threading into my body and swallowing the cold. I am filled with love and hope pulsing in my veins. In his hands, I am so damn light, holding onto him, so to not float away. We both stand, watching the snowflakes fall to their demise as they drop onto the ice mirror.
“Let’s dance, Angel.” He turns me around and lifts my chin. The breath freezes in my lungs as I look at him, his wild gaze determined not to waste time. Fascinated, I stroke his skin and trace his features. My fingers come in contact with his stubble, and I shiver, remembering how it feels on my skin.
Logan swallows his emotions and hides his secrets from my searching gaze. Somehow, I know he is afraid.
“Kiss me,” he demands softly. My fingers tangle in his longish raven-colored hair shining in the daylight as I bring our mouths together. Consumed by the desires of our sprinting hearts, we drink every breath and sample each taste of love.
Groaning and moaning, we forget who we are. We pull at each other in desperation, as if we can feel something about to tear us apart. The foreboding sense of doom nags my heart.
His embrace feels like home, the nurturing soul a safe place. He is the only one who has seen all of me bare and still loves the woman I am. His passion’s burning away all the pain and terror, the guilt and fear. Green eyes bring me to a halt, and I want to escape the truth hiding in there.
Here with him, I know he is that person to me, the one who makes all the wounds ache less and heal faster. I count the gifts he gave me with my heartbeats. I drink from his lips, and he nurses my soul-deep wounds with healing strokes.
“I love you so damn much.” My spirit’s ready to love, be free of guilt.
Hopeful, we walk towards the lake. On the snow-covered bench, he sets me down and puts on the ice-skating shoes, lacing up the blue and red ties tightly.
“Ready?” He holds out his hand to me, as adoration and love shine in his jewels. Happy and delighted, I nod, smiling at him. I know my eyes sparkle with uncontained joy. He takes us out onto the crystal-clear ice.
We are spinning and soaring on the ice, like two angels finding the secrets of flying for the first time. Laughing, as we lift our heads to the falling snowflakes, we glide like two kids tasting the bliss on their tongues.
His blue lips and bleak gaze are the only indications he is freezing. Except, I feel like he has set me on fire. My beautiful floor-length dress floats as though I have wings, while we twirl around on the ice.
“I have a gift for you, my love.” He pulls something from his pants, hiding in his fist, then he flips it over for me to see. Slowly, he opens it, unlocking his fingers.
The brisk wind caresses my skin, raising the hair on my arms as I look at the gift presented to me. I see a rose gold ring, in the shape of a crystal key, with a diamond as the crown and in the middle of it, a plain white gold band is hidden.
Kissing my exposed neck, he locks the chain around it and the key-shaped pendant settles between my breasts. I touch the gift as I turn around, wanting to know why he’s giving it to me. Standing further away from me, Logan watches the ice, as if yearning for something. Longing to be closer to him, I slowly glide to him, raising my hands to reach out, but something in his gaze terrifies me.
