Chapter 73. Warmth, Plans, and Attacks

She felt so much of everything, she felt his warmth, and she felt soreness in between her legs to remind her of yesterday’s magic of two people who were madly in love.

She woke up to an empty bed but she knew he was around in the bathroom, so she chose the latter.

“Lewis?” she called but didn’t hear him or see him anywhere.

He’s probably gone out for a walk, she thought she went downstairs and saw a note from him “Made some breakfast, your favorite pancakes and syrup, there’s hot chocolate in the microwave.”

Well, he was considerate enough to leave a note, she thought how sweet that was.

Why was it that irrespective of what someone whom you love does something may be wrong or right we get to find it lovely, 90 percent of the time the people we love always make us hurt but 10 percent of the time we see them in a different dimension?

She ate her breakfast and it tasted so heavenly, she had a nanny all her life, and that had limited her to so many th