Charles was waiting when she got back home. Alina forced herself to put her annoyance with herself aside and focus herself on her husband.
“Alina, I’m so sorry for breaking my promise to you. You’re so beautiful!” he gasped when she came in through the door. “Every moment I’m away from you I imagine how lovely you are.” He was standing a few feet from her…knowing that he wasn’t allowed into her personal space unless she allowed it. “D…did you like the flowers? I’m so sorry I was weak…I promise I will never break my promise again. P…please, Alina…I’m begging you to forgive me!”
Alina had rehearsed several different opening remarks to him, but his begging gave her an obvious way to proceed. She clicked her fingers and pointed to her right foot.
Quick as a flash Charles dropped to his knee
