Chapter Twenty-Eight

Nickolai.

My Beloved is a remarkably beautiful woman, both inside and out. We've come a long way in the past year with so much to go further and forever to get there. Under the current circumstance, we are taking it one day at a time. In the past couple of days, I've noticed something off about her though, but I've not said anything in hopes of not upsetting her. She's not blocking me out of her thoughts and she's been a little hands-on with me which has been great but something still feels out of place. She'll tell me when she's ready so, for now, I'll leave it be. She's been asleep for about three hours and I've spent most of those three hours watching her sleep. Her hair has grown out a lot in the past few months and now it's spread out like a pool of ink over her pillow. Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead I got out of bed, dress and left the room quietly.