This was her answer.
When it comes to loving someone, she loves them wholly.
Whether it's love or malice he bestows upon her, she's ready to accept without hesitation.
"That's why you're my beloved Victoria." Hank Clegg held her tightly, resting his head on Victoria's shoulder, "My most beloved woman..."
No matter what he required her to do, she would do it instantaneously, regardless of the harm it might cause her.
She never questioned why.
She trusted him that much, offering her heart entirely into his hands, without any reservation.
They embraced each other, neck to neck, merging into one like two love-stuck swans.
Time seemed to drift away.
Victoria finally found the courage to speak up, "Um..."
"What?" It was only when she spoke that Hank stirred slightly.
"Does your arm feel numb?" Victoria queried.
Could he stand there holding her continuously without feeling tired?
