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Yoltaşı onundu, tıpkı üçüncü sessizliğin de onun olduğu gibi.
He looks down at the baby sleeping on his chest. Mia’s eyes flutter open and a moment later two amber gazes collide.
And then, my husband smiles.
Reklam
“You should be very careful with that smile, vita mia. People may end up dead because of it.”
“Smiles don’t kill, Salvatore.”
“Yours does. Try giving one of the smiles that belong to me to someone else and watch the river of blood ensue.”
“You don’t understand, Milene.”
“Of course I do. I love you, too, Tore.”
“Can I have a hug?”
“No.”
“Why the hell not?”
“I’m afraid I’m going to hurt your arm. I can’t bear to even look at it.”
“Tore…”
“I was so scared, Milene. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced anything like that before. It’s like I jumped off a cliff and watched the earth rise up to meet me, just waiting for the impact. I’ll get a fucking aneurysm because of you.”
“How could you do it? How the fuck could you do that! I wanted to die on that chair, knowing you were in the direct line of fire, waiting for a bullet to hit you! Because of me! You. Cannot. Do. That!”
“Tore—”
“No! Never! Never, Milene! I can’t… I can’t bear even the thought of what could have happened! How the fuck do you expect me to deal with this? You, getting hurt, for me? You will never do that again! Fuck!”
“Never, vita mia.”
Reklam