Back then, every time Elias went on a business trip, if he missed either a good morning kiss or a goodnight kiss, I clung to him until he made it up to me.Sometimes, I honestly felt like a loan shark. If Elias missed one kiss, he had to repay it ten times over.The first time I said that out loud, the man almost laughed from irritation.“Nancy,” he said, sounding half amused and half exasperated, “do you not think you are being a little unreasonable?”I blinked innocently, unaware of the problem. Then I cupped his face with both hands and kissed him over and over, completely satisfied.Moments like that happened often. Eventually, Elias got used to it.He stopped showing obvious resistance.However, when I remembered the way he subtly dodged my kiss the night before, my chest tightened. He probably never wanted any of it in the first place.I waved my hands in panic and quickly said, “No need.”After speaking, I lowered my head again and quietly added, with little confidence,
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