"Can't I kiss my wife even?"
His voice echoed. Due to the fact that the room was soundproof, he raised his tone loud enough for his woman to hear without disturbing anyone.
"But we are not-" Vera attempted to indicate the truth about fake marriage.
"Shush" Yet, Ezra placed his finger upon the soft lips of the woman to quiet her down. "Take a rest. You must be tired"
He instructed. The slight frown displayed across his face, had never bothered Vera that much before.
Why?
Her husband appeared to be miserable over a matter. The sorrow embraced his eyes, she could sense it so well.
Did something occur to him? Was he upset about the occasion of bomb?
The woman did not notice herself who was injured. She cleared her name out of the list that could make him dejected.
Refusing to fall asleep, Vera cupped the face of the man. Stunning Ezra entirely.
"Look in my eyes" The woman forced the man to peer through her gaze.
Now, Ezra was drawn into her eyes.