After my near miss murder of the one I love the most, I went to her and small-talked how to gp further, what to do next.
She really is just looking like an innocent snowflake flying towards something hot and makes you want to save her and run to do it.
But after learning it, I saw it. I literally saw, not just imagined. Her movements were innocent, though ready.
I was afraid again, though enjoyed it at least. The long honeymoon was great, she was real and there, we tried everything, hitchhiking, walking in caves, forests, (it sounds like all places where you can hide a dead body) and the other parts I would like not to explain further, we are adults allright.
I would write about the nights moon or waking up to the daylight with view, but you know the situation.
Somehow, I can not speak about this more... Yes we were happy, not just then, but long after that too, but I was so on finding the monster under the bed, that I have no particular memory. It was as good as in a movie, every part, but say, that I am a bad man, I just had to concentrate for more, than the future of the two of us.