“NO, sweetheart, you’re not dreaming. Everything is real,” Adrian said. “So come on, let’s get up and go down to have our breakfast]. Or if you want, let’s ask them to bring the food upstairs, like last night.”
“Yes, please, I can’t show myself like this. My eyes are swollen,” she said. “Yes, you are right. They might think that I let you cry the whole night. Rather than to think that I gave so much pleasure.” He winked.
“Crazy,” she said. She felt her face redden from embarrassment.
Vincent was right. Nothing is wrong with trying. You will never know the answer if you will not try. And the best of it, the man she fell in love with is the same man she loved fifteen years ago. She smiled with full excitement.
Adrian is quietly staring at her. “Sweetheart, you want to share something with me?”
“I just can’t believe that the man I’m in love with is the same man I loved fifteen years ago, and where is the pair of this bracelet? The other half of this heart?” she asked.