WINTER'S POV
"I was scared." I mumbled, and he brought me into his arms again.
"What were you scared of?"
"I thought you had died." For some reason, his patience made me want to cry and cry, I did. I burst into another round of tears as I discovered that he was very alive and well.
"Can you stop crying? I don't like those tears on your face, and you know it."
"I can stop." I sobbed desperately. "I'm so happy, but on the other hand, I don't know if I can bear feeling this way every time you leave the house."
"Which way?"
"Anxious that you might not come back to me the way I last saw you."
"I'm staying safe, baby, I promise. I never cares what happened to me before but I have you now and that's the best thing that can happen to a man. For him to have someone worrying over him. I l
