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“My sister’s friend… Ana. She needs someone, and I’m going to be that someone.”
So, no, I can’t say it’s time to move on, because I doubt I can. But it’s time to move forward. And there’s no way I can do that if I’m living in this house. At least not for a little while. I need a responsibility, something to make me progress.
And you want this? With me?” “I do,” Cassio pledges. “I want you to have more than a husband, Ana. I want you to have a family. Someone took yours far too soon, and I don’t mean to replace them, but I want to give you everything I can. My family is the biggest strength I have to offer, so let me share it.”
“Once we’re done here, and on that plane, you break however you need to. I’ll be with you through every step, but now, now you hold your head high, and you show everyone why you aren’t to be fucked with. Can you do that, Ana?” “I can,” I determine, straightening my shoulders.
She breathes out, nodding. “Don’t leave.” Never.
In the month and a week since her mother’s funeral, I’ve become completely and utterly obsessed with my wife. When I’m not with her, I’m thinking about her, wondering what she’s doing and how she’s feeling. If I’m not wondering about her, I’m watching her.
I couldn’t give a singular fuck what they think of me, Ana. Your health matters more than any of this shit. You matter more. Understand?”
Chains of the past that once held me tight, shattered into a million pieces. I didn’t think or feel anything other than her. Ana Moretti consumed me. My once hopelessly grieving wife became my salvation, waking me up from years of bitter sleep.
The realization that Ana didn’t just kill a woman for insulting her or me or our relationship. She killed her for speaking ill of my deceased wife. Of my child who only lived for minutes after his birth. And it’s now, with full clarity that I understand Ana Moretti isn’t just my wife. I don’t just care for her. I love her.
“I never needed to see you naked to look at you like you were completely and utterly mine, Ana.”
Honestly, Ana, I find it hard to look away from you.”
“I don’t need more time, Ana,” he professes softly, cutting in. “I’ve never needed more time. As soon as I bound myself to you, I was all in.”
“What happened in the past is in the past, Ana,” Cassio says, tone becoming firmer. “When I think about the future, I don’t think about what could have been with her. I think about what will be with you.” Oh, my heart…
But that doesn’t mean what we have isn’t real or all consuming, because it is. The way I love you, baby… it’s confounding.”
You are mine. My woman. My wife. Mine to touch, to love, to fuck, to do whatever the hell you want from me. Do you hear me?”
“It’s like three months early,” Ana says, biting her lip. “But I wanted to get you something for Father’s Day,
thats so cute! she got him something for fathers day!
“My shoulder’s out,” I tell Apollo, gritting my teeth. “Push it back in.” “How’d he dislocate your shoulder?” “He didn’t. I did, trying to get to her.”
