Innocent?

Ayla looked at him and put her hand on his chest. He felt a soft hand on his chest.

“Your Ayla is here.” She said but he was unsure. He put her hand back on his chest as if he wants to believe it.

“You are my soul, you have not left me.” He was madly kissing her face.

“Where did I go? You are my home.” She took his face in her hands and said with love.

“I'm sorry, I'm very bad, I hurt a lot.” He kissed her face, his eyes were wet. Alas ... feeling his face wet, she was tormented

“No, don't cry.’ Holding her hand, he sat her on the bed. He wiped away her tears with love.

“I'm not a good person, i always hurt you.”

“Who said that? You are very dear and good. There is no one like you. And I promise that I will not leave you till my last breath.” She bent down and put her lips on his eyes. She gently placed her lips on his cheek. She came to his lips and hesitated a little but dared to put her lips on his lips then he was mad. She fell on his chest like a kitty and he tightened his grip