Childish Two

He continued, "Thank you for not letting me lose you." William never worried about not being able to persist. He had long been prepared to guard her for a lifetime. Eight months and twelve days and nights were not too long, yet every second was torture. But from beginning to end, even when he was emotionally strained, his only concern was Valentina who was conscious might be suffering. His concise words always touched hearts more than those overly affectionate words. He put her first in everything, ignoring himself, only seeing her become thinner day by day as she lay in bed but not noticing his own haggardness. How can she not be touched by this? Valentina stared at him for a long time. It was the first time William had seen her with such a look. He couldn't help feeling a bit anxious, yet expectant, assuming she would say affectionate words or even initiate intimacy. But she cornered up a smile, "Indeed, you should thank me. I woke up just before you're too old with wrinkles and grey