Annabelle’s POV
After lunch, we cuddled together on the queen-sized bed. There was so much more to catch up on that we just didn’t want to do anything else. He was like an addiction and I could stay in his arms forever. “I’m so full. The last two days, I hardly had the appetite to eat anything,” I admitted. He nodded too.
“I know what you mean. If Tristan wasn’t there, I too wouldn’t have eaten anything,” he admitted.
“I’m so sorry Stefan,” I repeated, knowing that this was all my doing.
Stefan kissed my forehead “It’s okay, babe. It’s now in the past. Let’s now look ahead and think of our future together. I want to clear all your doubts about me. I want you to know everything about me so that we never have such misunderstandings again. Tell me, what do you want to know about me?” He
