Then he remembered the words she had said to him. "Alex... please come back to me. It's me... Abigail... your wife," she had said. 'My wife?' he thought. What did she mean? Why had she said those words? Was it to snap him out of his rage or to shock him?
So many questions swirled in his mind. He didn't know what to think. This little lamb, his wife? He had already decided that he would marry her. She alone would bear the title of his wife. Was that why she said it? Meant it that she would accept if he asked for her hand? Was it her way of saying she wanted to be his wife?
He didn't know. He shook his head. He would try to find out some answers when she woke up. He would ask her what she meant by those words.
Yet he couldn't suppress the flicker of hope that grew within him. Had she fallen for him? Was it because of last night?
