Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 109674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
She smiled coyly up at me. “We could eat outside today. I asked the maid to set up the table beside the lake. Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes.” She patted the spot beside her on the swing. “Why don’t you join me?”
I had knelt before her while I’d eaten her out on that swing, but I’d never swung on it. “I haven’t been on a swing…since I was four or five.”
She raised her eyebrows, and I grabbed her hips and hoisted her to her feet, then sat on the swing and pulled her onto my lap. I pushed us back with my feet, then let the swing fall into a slow rhythm.
Amelia drew in a deep breath and leaned her head back against my shoulder. “Sometimes I forget the past. It’s strange and catches me by surprise every time it happens, but I love those moments.”
“I learned to focus on the moments from the past that I cherish, like when you first read The Tale of Peter Rabbit to me, or when we held hands through the bars, or when you smiled at me. That makes the past seem not quite as dark.”
She nodded. “That’s true. There are moments of beauty even in our past. I wished there was a way for me to travel back in time and tell young Nestore that this would be his future, then he’d never want to give up.”
I chuckled. “But, dove, young Nestore had a vision of that future, and that’s why he survived. You embodied that vision, which was why I couldn’t let you go.”
Her eyes filled with tears, and a soft smile curled her lips. “I’m so glad you kidnapped me and made me your wife.”
I cupped her cheek and kissed her. It was one of my many sins that I regretted the least.
Amelia was my wife.
My love.
My life.
The woman who saved me every day.
The End