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"You are alright, my dove?"

She nodded against his chest, and he gave her a fewher down on the couch

He returned to her side with a ashcloth, and it was only when he gently started wiping her cleavage that his Sara see off

She sat up with a cry, her cheeks rosy with embarrassment "No, please—-"

He caught her gaze and held it, wanting her to see the truth in his eyes "There is nothing to be ashamed of, my Sara"

Her embarrassment faded, but when she started to speak—-

"Do you promise?"

The catch in her voice betrayed her, and it was then he realized how vulnerable his Sara felt

"Because I'e me one day—-"

Her eyes lifted up to his, and the terror in her gazefor him to do

"You were not the only one as terrified"

He had never bared his soul like this to anyone, but he was beginning to realize that for his Sara, he would do anything

"I was sick in ut while I waited for you to make your choice"

Her eyes widened, and his lips twisted in a self- smile

"I was afraid it would rotesque, and what I asked of you would make you run away"

Just like he had seen so many other women run away from men ere far more less monstrous than him—-

"But instead, you were nificent"

A little sigh escaped her after a moment, and he sed hard because he no that sound h him

"You wanted to see if I would break"