As soon as Amelia finished speaking, Christopher Robinson pulled her directly into his arms.
Tight, very tight.
It made her feel breathless: "We have always loved each other openly and justly. Those evil creatures will eventually be exposed under the sun. My wife, romance never dies; only love endures forever."
Amelia leaned her forehead against Christopher's, her left fingertips threaded through his hair, her right hand gripping his shirt collar, forcing him to lower his head so she could press her lips against his.
She kissed him fiercely and pressed her words like a blade against his forehead: "Evil spirits will not rest in peace, good people will live on smoothly. Wait for me to come back."
