[SAMANTHA’S Point of View]
“Can’t sleep?”
I turned around gently and stared at my husband’s handsome face. He slightly smiled at me as he locked his gaze into my eyes and then brushed his fingers on my flushed cheek. The night was cold and so quiet, and all I could hear was our heartbeats forming a rhythm that was music to my ears.
Brushing my hand on his arm, I smiled, but I couldn’t hide the sadness in my eyes. “So many things just bother my mind now,” I said to him as I sighed. “I want to believe that we finally have peace here in Silver Crescent, and Richard and Olivia Bennette will never ruin our lives again. But there is still fear in me that every time I feel happy, bad things happen next.”
He didn’t say anything. He just stared at me and then pushed the stray strands of hair away from my face. I wished I knew what he was thinking at that moment. I wanted to read what was in his mind, but I decided not to connect to it through our bond link.
