Chapter Seventeen
“The candles...” Sarah said as she moved to stop the flow of gas to the sconces on the wall. She couldn’t bear for him to see her with the flame lit, surely he’d find her body repulsive now.
“Oh, no.” A wicked grin spread across his handsome face when he took her hand and pulled her back to him. “I want to see you, sweetheart.”
“I’m not as you remember,” she whispered as her head fell onto his chest. “I’ve changed.”
“How so?”
She had to tell him, for he would surely notice. “Aside from this... memory problem, there are... physical changes. To my body, Ian.”
Sarah feared his revulsion when he saw the marks on her belly and breasts. Marks from her skin stretching while she was pregnant with the two babies. Lia had told her they would fade with time, but in the almost
