AMELIA’S POV.
I had felt this happy in a very long time, or even, ever. The warmth of the happiness bubbling inside me felt like a blanket. It felt as if I was wrapped in it and despite the fading pain on my sides which twitched at times, I didn't feel a damn thing. We kissed until he stopped me and pulled off.
"The doctor said you should have some rest. Let's do this later." He said, still running his hands through my hair as he gently lowered me onto the bed. I was all smiles as I lay there, and the more he kept watching me, the more my cheeks kept getting reddened.
I couldn't help it at all. Him telling me that he loved me was more than anything you could imagine, because it was a promise, a benign promise which meant a lot of things. It just kept getting better and better, of course
