The following day.
The new lovers woke up to a beautiful morning luxuriating in the sweet embrace of one another.
They stared at the eyes of each other.
"Oh my!" Kate covered her mouth and giggled, feeling so happy inside.
Ramza planted a kiss on her forehead. "Are you happy with us? Do you have any regrets?" he asked softly holding her hand and kissing each of her fingers.
She smiled radiantly, her skin was tickled by his mouth. "I have no regrets. I'm happy," she replied.
"Good!" he reluctantly moved away from her. "If you still want to sleep a bit, I'll go down and prepare our breakfast," he said, exiting the wagon without waiting for her reply.
Kate was left alone in the wagon, hyperventilating with giddiness, in love for the very first time.
So—this is how it feels then—?
She closes her eyes and recalled everything that happened last night after Ramza entered the wagon and lie down beside her on the wooden floor.
