"He will find us. I don't know how to live without you. Please let me do this. I'd go mad if I ever hurt you or lost you," she said, forcing the words out through laboured breaths.
In an attempt not to let my emotions get the better of me, I picked her up out of the chair and walked the halls of our new home until I reached our bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Still in a poor way, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me feverishly. I let her straddle me and we resumed making out, my hands planted firmly on the bed as a reminder to myself not to f**k her because she was wasted.
When she finally pulled away, awaiting my answer, I rubbed her back, looked her in the eye and said, "You could never hurt or lose me, no matter what your father said or does."
"Don Angelo won't
