Chapter 2 : If I Die

Ivanna

Eight years. I have been kissed and claimed by these lips for eight years straight. Still, whenever the taste of his warm mouth hits me, I feel a jolt of heat and pleasure relishing through my body.

I wonder if he still feels the same for me or if it's just a matter of needs— just because he has to stay with me— he has to keep the urge alive till the end. This thought haunts me every day.

Eight years are not much time to get over the feeling. But when life gives you tolls over tolls, the tiresome is natural. I fear one day, we won't be sharing even a kiss for months or years.

Maybe.

Or maybe not.

But I love him. I do love him more than I used to do before. After Chrisanna, life has been different, yet Christian gave me reasons over reasons to love him. Especially when I see him as the father in the world. He filled a void in my heart. I love watching Chrissie getting loved and pampered by her father which I never got from my father.

I fell in love with Christian again when