Zephany stared at him for a second before a helpless chuckle escaped her lips. He really looked pitiful. Softening, she reached out and patted his head gently. Kendrick was stunned.
"What was tha—"
Before he could even finish, Zephany leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Her lips lingered for a second, warm and tender, before she whispered softly near his ear, "Hubby, I missed you."
Kendrick froze.
Zephany's face was close to his. Too close. When he slowly turned his head, their eyes met. For a moment, neither spoke. They simply stared, breathing softly, looking at each other like they were afraid to blink and lose this moment.
Both of them were thinking the same thing.
They still remembered last night. The pain. The fear. That terrifying certainty that they were going to die. In those moments, every memory they shared flashed in their minds.
