With the outer layer of her sleepwear opened, cold settled in.

As bewitching was the aura Felipe oozed, Madeline’s mind was very clear.

She grabbed Felipe’s hovering palm and curtly rejected. “I’m sorry, Felipe, but I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

Madeline fled decisively from Felipe’s arms.

Madeline found it much easier to breathe now that distance had been restored between them.

Reining his displeasure in, Felipe got up and apologized. “I’m sorry, Eveline. I’ve overstepped.”

Madeline shook her head. “It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I’m sorry I can’t remember what happened and the feelings I once had for you back then. That’s why I…”

“It’s alright.” Felipe comforted her with a smile. “Don’t force yourself, you’ll remember it one day.”

“Thank you, Felipe.”

“You don’t need to thank me, silly. While we haven’t gotten registered, we’ve already had our wedding ceremony and as far as my heart is concerned, you’re my wife.”

Felipe walked over to hug Madeline and run his fing