He let out a soft, almost relieved laugh before kissing her forehead with devotion.

“Thank you, my love. You have no idea how this yes is the greatest victory of my life.”

A year passed in which they limited themselves to stolen kisses—long and burning—laden with restrained desire. Each meeting was a battle between what they felt and what they knew was forbidden. It was as if that restraint were the only line still keeping them upright within the silent rules of the penitentiary.

But that after