Chapter Fifty Three

My dad was no more. I had to accept that and move on. The only problem was - I didn't know how.

All the memories came back to me as constant nightmares over the next few days. And it was good to have Daniel wrap me in his warmth whenever my heart turned cold. He held me as I cried and took care of my grieving self.

On the day of the funeral he stood by my side along with his entire family. He took care of the burial arrangements and the service. I was thankful that someone was there for me to handle things for me. I had Daniel.

After the service my husband took me home and prepared a warm bath for me. And as I stripped naked right in front of him, he watched me leaning against the door frame. In that moment I didn't see lust and desire in eyes, it was love. It was definitely love when he walked up to me and stood behind me, watching my sad, somber face through the mirror and then tilted my chin to make me look into his eyes.

"You don't have to hide your pain from me, Lily. I'm here