Ian was drying his wife’s hair as Emily was sitting at the vanity. She was silent before Ian was kissing her naked shoulder that was not covered by the towel. She giggled before she turned as Ian finished with her hair. “So, are you ready to tell me to make me understand?” Emily asked him as Ian was looking at his wife. How can I be so lucky to have her? He mused before he was kneeling in front of Emily as he was sighing.
“Well, first of all, you need to understand that I have Porphyria was not my choice and it has never been anyone’s choice to survive it. But I did and I think I have to make sure that you understand that I need blood constantly throughout my whole life,” Ian started as Emily was staring at him. She nodded before he was kissing her knuckles.
“Then, what happened after yo
