âIf youâre missing him, IâLL accompany you anytime you wish to visit him.
â
Rosalynn turned to look at Brianâs attractive profile, deeply moved.
She hid her sadness and teased, âWonât that tire you out? Accompanying me would entail quite a bit of work.
â
Brian quirked an eyebrow.
âHoney, isnât being a husband somewhat similar to a slave? Iâm willing to be your slave all my life.
â
A smile graced Rosalynnâs face.
Gazing at Brianâs handsome countenance, a sweet sensation filled her heart.
Even after many years, the memory of this moment still warmed her heart.
At Beauty Apartments
Sanford stood by the apartmentâs French window, absorbed in the view outside.
He pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
The smoke spiraled up, casting a hazy veil over his attractive visage.
Maggie cleaned up the kitchen and came out with a plate of fruit.
Looking at his tall figure, her fingers curled up slightly.
Was he smoking because he was upset?
Was he missing Jaelyn?
âSanford, your injury is still healing.
You shouldnât be smoking.
â
Maggie approached, took the cigarette from his grasp and snuffed it out in the ashtray.
Sanford turned his gaze towards her, taking in her composed demeanor, and issued an apology.
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âIâm sorry.
Itâs been days since I last smoked, and I couldnât resist the urge.
â
Maggie guided him to the couch, forked a piece of watermelon, and offered it to him.
âHere have some fruit.
â
Sanford accepted the watermelon silently, chewing thoughtfully.
The room was steeped in silence.
Noticing his preoccupation, Maggie hesitated before voicing her concern.
âIs something bothering you?â
Sanford stopped chewing and then swallowed.
After thinking for a moment, he replied, âYou might have heard that