After a while, she saw his hands reached the terrace. Melania felt afraid that there would be another obstacle or she would soon wake up. She stared at his hands grabbing the fence of the terrace until he got up in front of her smiling.
They looked at each other with sweet smiles as gradually he began to approach her. And when he reached her, he trailed his fingers into Melania's hair. And then the pad of his thumb touches her right cheek. Melania gazing at his eyes, afraid as she thinks he will soon disappear. But to her great surprise she felt the touch of his hand on her cheek. She didn't waste the time, she holds him.
Then Brando gradually move his lips towards hers, then his lips brushed hers, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that she could inhale his breath, feel the warmth of his skin, and the taste of his lips lingered far after he had gone.