Thor lay down again, gently pulling Celina until her head rested on his bare chest. She snuggled up without resistance, as if that place were the safest in the world. He wrapped his arms around her and, in an affectionate and almost instinctive gesture, kissed the top of her head, inhaling the soft scent of her still perfumed hair.

His thoughts, however, were in turmoil.

"How did she manage to affect me so much?" he wondered, as he caressed her silky strands with his fingertips. "Such a short time... and it seems that my life before her was a blur."

On the other side, in the comfortable silence of the embrace, Celina struggled against the insecurities that insisted on whispering. No matter how hard she tried to calm down, her mind wouldn't stop. "Will he really do everything he said? Will he commit to a real relationship with me? And when he finds out about the babies? Will he look at me differently? Judge me? Hate me?"

She also thought about the divorce that still needed to be