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Chapter Eight-2
INSTEAD OF ARGUING with her Enrique chose instead to lead her to his bed. They made love passionately, each so desperate not to forget any detail they repeated every caress three times. And at last, as they climaxed together, a tear slid unheeded down Enrique’s cheek when Sarah whispered in his ear, “God, how I love you.” The next morning it was Enrique that woke up alone after falling asleep with Sarah in his arms. After they’d made love and she’d fallen asleep in the past, he’d always enjoyed getting dressed while watching her sleep. Her hair sprawled wildly across the pillows and her angelic face looking so innocent he could have taken a photo if he’d possessed a camera, she was that beautiful. But laying here alone left a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. Was this how
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