“Please, let me go,” she pleaded passionately, but Joshua was determined and unwavering. And Fiona, so much more confused and distressed than her husband, finally relinquished her chaotic fight, with tears streaming down her cheeks in a veritable flood. They were the first that had really felt good to her, of all the tears she’d shed, and she was now sobbing uncontrollably.
“I will not let you go!” Joshua assured her. “You’re my wife, and you’ll stay with me, and whatever we have to do to weather this storm, we will.” Something in her gave in, as much from exhaustion as anything else, but the surrender was welcome. There was something about the way Joshua was taking charge of her, spanking her, and then pulling her up into his surrounding arms. She was beginning to feel some warmth
