บท 118: Chapter 118

She stared at him for a moment, his hopeful, vulnerable gaze, and committed it to memory.

  She want to have this image to cherish in her heart forever. 

Kelly offering himself to her, heart and soul, holding nothing back. 

As she looked at him, the tears finally escaped and raced down her cheeks, but these weren't sad, mournful tears. 

These were elated tears, tears fueled by such overwhelming love that she had nowhere else to store it.

Isla launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face against his shoulder. 

"Yes, yes, of course. I love you, I love you, I love you."

His arms came around her like a vice, holding her against him with no chance of escape, not that she wanted to. 

No, she was right where she belonged. 

She snuggled closer, inhaling his scent, trying to convey how much she loved him because words just weren't enough.