Forever (Book 2) Dark Romance | Henry Cavill

Chapter 47

Chapter Song: "Let Her Go" by Passenger (Diogo Picarra Cover) - The best cover of this song, in my opinion!

"Well you see her when you fall asleep... But never to touch and never to keep... Because you loved her too much and you dived too deep..."

My hand landed on my cheek, feeling the warming spot where Henry just kissed me. "Why did you do that?"

"Because I wanted to and you're my wife," Henry responded. "Come on, Ally. Can't we just have a moment...together?"

"Do you think in you're in the right place to ask that?" I turned around and started down the remaining distance of the path. 

Before long, Henry's fingers laced through mine. I tried to pull away, but he refused to let go. I glared at him as a final warning, but the pleading in his vulnerable gaze was hard to overlook.

"I'm not," he said.  "But I'm trying here, Ally. Really."

A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips as he stealthily took a step forward, pulling me with him. Was he sincerely content by holding my hand?

Hand in hand, we walked through the rest of the field together.

After breakfast, all of us except for Rick's parents traveled to a carnival nearby. It was a small town so there wasn't anything too extravagant like Six Flags. Definitely no big rollercoasters, but even if there was, I had an excuse this time not to go on it.

As we maneuvered through the crowd, Henry glanced back at me.  He suddenly stopped and grabbed my hand, leading me closely behind him. With my family around, I didn't dare do anything to make them suspicious.

"The kids want to go on the mini-rollercoaster. Henry, did you want to join us?" Rick asked. 

Henry looked over at me as if he was asking for my permission. "No, that's okay. I'll stay here to keep Ally company."

I removed my hand from his and Henry's gaze darted to our severed hands.  "No, I'll be fine. Go on."

"It'll be uneven since there's four of them so I'll just stay back."

Henry waved for them to go on without him.  We watched as they entered the line from behind the fence.

"How are you feeling? Is it too hot?" Henry suddenly asked.

"No, I'm fine," I said. 

"Are you thirsty or hungry?"

"Really, Henry, I'm okay."

There was a pause in our conversation. The  silence between us more blatant than the sounds of children's screams and laughter around us.

"Let's go over there," Henry suggested.

"Where?"

Henry walked away on his own, and I, not wanting to lose him in the crowd, followed him. 

He stopped at a shooting game in the arcade area.  The goal of game was to shoot down all of the three moving targets which were represented by evil villains - a robber, a con artist, and a pirate.

"Would you like to play?" Henry asked me, and I shook my head.

"No, I'll just watch. I'm not very good at these games," I said, eyeing the fluffy unicorn. Henry quickly caught on and smiled with a determined confidence.