Kapitel 41: Their First Time

"Natalie?" Alonso called out from a distance in the corridor.

She ran towards him and hugged him.

"Baby girl, was it that bad?"

Unable to speak or look at him without the risk of bursting into tears, she remained silent.

"I'll go talk to him."

"No!" Her eyes snapped up. "No," she repeated, hating the idea of parting with him even if only for a brief moment.

"Are you truly okay with me not talking to him about this?"

She closed her eyes taking in his perfume and then nodded. He patted her back repeatedly, each time further calming her down.

"Shall we go to our room now?" He asked.

She smiled, "Yes."

"Well, then. Carrying one's wife over the threshold is customary in Spain too."