Richard
Lying on Rosalie bed while my fingers all so delicately move through her hair felt so surreal. I couldn't believe she was here, in my arms, where she belonged, making it impossible to let her go for more than just a second.
One week without seeing her has been hard, Not being able to touch her has been torture but not being able to see her beautiful smile and listen to her infectious laughter has been what I would call 'living in hell' and for a minute there, oh God, for a minute there, I actually thought I had lost her and thinking about how painful that would of been, subconsciously causes me to tighten my hold around her waist, pulling her closer against my chest, shielding her away from anyone or anything that has the intention of taking her away from me.
And whether or not
