It was not the first time for Joanna to be faced with the switch of emotions when she was with the man whom she called her husband and was now having her in his arms. At one moment, she was brought into the wave of a melancholic feeling; in a blink of an eye later, she was faced with perplexity.
And it was the same as what she was currently facing, from feeling touched by his heartwarming words to a panicky state that made her want to be free immediately from his arms. But what could she expect from her husband when he was back as the figure that she recognized?
"It is said that practice makes perfect. Once we do that, you won't be concerned about hiding from me or many eyes anymore, and there will be no more feeling uncomfortable." With her eyes opened, Joanna, who still rested one side of her cheek on Canillas' shoulder as he still patted her back as if to lull her, heard more of his words.
"Then, shall we, wife?"
