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Chapter 48 - Our story

Rosaly

The day was dawning and Rosaly looked at the man sleeping next to her and thought that she had never had a more beautiful sight than this. She had woken up very early, just as the sun was beginning to set, and had not been able to go back to sleep.

This time the reason was because she wanted to make sure that Shawn Mendes had returned to her arms again, after the harsh words they had exchanged on their last date, and she had thought that this time he had left her forever.

How she loved that man and how good it felt to be loved by him. And how many sacrifices had he made for her? Sacrifices she never thanked him for, and she never thought about how much it had cost him to give up so many things to be there with her. What greater proof of love than that did she need to understand that they were made for each other, that she would never love anyone like that again, and that no one else would take care of her the way Shawn did?

And what had she given him in return but running away from what she felt, disappointing him with her fear, rejecting the hand he always extended to her, letting him think that she didn't trust him, and that she preferred a distance between them that hurt instead of the love that made her happy and healed her wounds?

Shawn could have any woman he wanted, but among all the others he had chosen her, and it had been like a miracle that she had stumbled upon him the first day they met, and that their hearts sang the same song and made them fall in love so absolutely. As if somewhere in the universe someone had decided that it would be like this, writing in the lines of destiny that this love would be born with roots so strong that no one and nothing could destroy it.

And what an incredible human being Shawn Mendes was, so generous in his essence, so honest, sincere and original! She had never met someone so sensitive who was willing to give of himself so completely without a minute's thought of himself, how he could get hurt or come out hurt in the process.

And by the gods or fate she had him in her hands. For that reason, she had to give him something in return, she had to make him understand how grateful she was for all the things he had done for her, for fighting for that love tooth and nail, for giving her the best time of her life, and above all for loving her so intensely.

Rosaly watched Shawn's eyelids flutter, and stroked his hair, which was in complete disarray. She loved that wild look he had when he woke up. Shawn Mendes at his most primitive was a vision of paradise. She watched his long body with his legs intertwined with hers, every muscle in its place, and remembered how it felt to feel her skin against his, the heat those perfect lips provoked in her every time they slid over her body as if they wanted to unveil all the feminine secrets in him, the unusual brown eyes that at that moment were deep in sleep, but when they looked at her, Rosaly couldn't hide anything from them. They were too deep and already knew her so well. She was so crazy about that man that she would do his will. She would go back to Canada with him, because to live without Shawn was to drown in unhappiness, she had tried twice and only succeeded in adding more pain to her heart. So, if she had to take risks, she would take them all hand in hand with Shawn, she didn't want to suffer his absence anymore, she was tired of trying not to get hurt and ending up hurt the same way in the end. So she would enjoy the gift that life had given her and be happy, no matter what it cost her.

- Baby, are you awake yet? What time is it?- Shawn said as soon as he opened his eyes and I see Rosaly looking at him.

- Six-thirty. - She answered smiling. How she loved to look at that face with its perfect features, waking up to that smile was like being caressed by the sun itself, so warm and vibrant.

- Why are you up so early? Did something happen? - Rosaly closed her eyes for a second and thought how much she had missed that subtle touch on her skin in those weeks they had been apart. She opened them again and replied;