The Rescued Woman: Hannah Part I

I heard the door click open and I turned around on the sofa to see Roman enter. Seeing him immediately made me feel whole again. I jumped up from the sofa and hurried around to hug my husband. Roman took me into his arms and held me for a long while, resting his face in the curve of my neck and breathing me in.

"I missed you, Roman," I said, gazing up into his blue eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Hannah," Roman said. "I need to tell you something really important."

"Is something wrong?" I asked him. He took my hand.

"Come sit with me," he said, guiding me around the sofa and turning off the TV. We sat beside each other and Roman took both of my hands in his.

"I know you're going to be angry with me," Roman began and I groaned.

"Roman, what's this about?" I asked him.

"I wasn't at work late, Hannah," he said, and I stiffened.

"If you weren't at work, Roman, then where were you?" I asked him pointedly.