Author's POV:
Many Years Ago:
"When you leave me like this and go to work, I feel really empty," Marilyn remarked as she shyly fixed Gabriel's collar, standing next to the door.
The morning light fell across the open corridor in soft lines. The birds chirped outside.
It seemed like a pleasant morning.
"I am heading to the south, my love. They are finally ready to stop this nonsensical brutality that they call entertainment," Gabriel told her while he gently touched her cheek, making her blush even more. "We will sign the agreement, and they want the North Helpers to join hands to organize campaigns to make orphanages everywhere."
As soon as Gabriel let his beloved wife and mate know what was happening, her eyes brightened.
There was a look of relief on her face.
"That is wonderful," she replied cheerfully, touching his arm with affection.
"I told you, when I return, I will come with the good news," he told her, cupping her face and kissing her forehead.
