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“Are you really willing to be my heart’s wife?” Andrew asks hopefully. “Yes, I am,” Andrea replies, “But only because your heart needs me.” “You need to make my heart happy then,” Andrew says, “And if I touch you, he will be very happy.” “There are other ways to make the heart happy,” Andrea replies “But making love can bring supreme happiness,” Andrew says seductively, “Nothing can compare with it.” Andrea wants to yell at him, but she’s weak and exhausted and scared. She forces herself to take several deep breaths before she speaks. “You can’t touch me because the first three months are the most dangerous for a pregnant woman,” she says calmly, “But if your heart still wants to f**k me after three months, I’ll reconsider. If you or your heart is still interested in me—in spite of t