~Isabella POV~
I have spent four blissful loved filled days with Victor, as he had promised me. We ate, cuddled in bed, reconnecting as husband and wife, physically, mentally and spiritually. We have been camping out in our room and though I could tell by how many phone pings Victor had received and frequently ignored, that he was very much needed, I was nevertheless grateful that he was choosing to put me and my needs first, above all else. I imagine the fact that I was waking up in the middle of the night, in a cold sweat, yelling out for him was also adding to his decision to give me some one-to-one time. He would hold me and whisper, “I’m here, I’m here” many times over in my ear until I was calmed and relaxed.
It seemed that the love I felt for Victor had intensified beyond measure
