"Go ahead, my moonshine," Zephyr whispered to her, his unwavering eyes that were full of love striking Delilah's heart like an arrow, and she looked down at her feet.
He stepped forward when he saw she wasn't appearing so confident anymore and placed his finger under her chin.
"I want you to know that I am never leaving. There will be days when you will be very angry at me, probably want to beat the hell out of me, and I want you to know that I will take your anger happily, all I want you to do is communicate with me," Zephyr said.
He bent and placed his head on her shoulders, stiffening her in her position while everyone else looked away.
