Ethan's Anxiety
By morning, Ethan was already getting ready for the office. He looked neat in a tuxedo and Luna was wearing his gray tie.
"You look so handsome," said Luna as she confirmed Ethan's tie. She looked at the handsome face of her husband who was fresher because he had shaved his beard. slowly her hand touched the firm jaw. She stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
Ethan returned the kiss for a moment, then smiled as he stretched his hand around Luna's waist. Slowly he lowered his head and brought her forehead to Luna's while staring intensely at her. the man felt that he did not want to be separated from his wife for a second, affection, fear of being separated, and memories of the accident seemed to flash in his mind continuously.
"Why?" asked Luna, looking up at her husband's hazel eyes.
"Accompany me to the office," Ethan replied.
Luna frowned and asked again, "why, usually you don't want me to accompany you?"