She lies in the center of the tub, filled with water and rose petals from the gift her fiancé gave her.
She smiles as she enjoys the relaxation whilst listening to him hum along to his favorite melody, as he washes her long light brown hair.
Everything in that moment was perfect. She hasn't felt this much peace in a while. She felt as if this moment was too good to be true.
"My love?" She whispers. "Yes?" He answers.
"Promise me something..." She trails off, with a nervous pit in her stomach.
"Anything."
His response claims the nerves down, as she opens her mouth to speak, he grabs her waist and gently pulls her closer to him.
"Promise me you'll never hurt me, not like the others did."
She says as she feels the urge to cry from her past, how she was betrayed and broken. She fears he'll leave and break her like everyone else had done.
He turns her small body around and looks into her glazed eyes. How stunning she looks to him, her wet hair is pulled perfectly out of her face. He could see her worry and fear.
"I promise to you, I'll never hurt you. You're my life." He whispers. She feels a sense of relief and her body finally relaxes after she felt the tense. She stops worrying, and smiles as he smiles back.
"I love you."
He kisses her nose, leaving her cheeks red. That blush is adorable to him. Her full lips forms a wide smile, she's so beautiful.
Her hands gently cup his face as he closes his eyes, she kisses his nose in return, and giggles.
"I love you."
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Ultraviolent: Short Stories
Короткий рассказ"He hit me and it felt like a kiss, I can hear violins, violins Give me all of that ultraviolence."
