Finally, clenching her fists and gathering all her courage and might, she blurted out with much difficulty, "You belong to me!"
You belong to me!
You belong to me only!
Understand?
She lifted her eyes at him pensively as if to continue with what she could not get out of her chest.
His eyes blurred, and he stared at her, too stunned for words.
He did not expect to hear this from her after his long wait.
She grasped helplessly at the edge of his bathrobe, hinting of her silent protest, and asked, "You belong to me, right?" Her voice had dipped by then to a nearly pleading level.
He said before that he only belonged to her.
He would give her his world; he would be her entire universe.
After a long while, the man suddenly chuckled. He then clasped her chin and dipped his head slightly to drop a light kiss on her lips, which could not seem to stop talking.
"You are right."
