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Like Letters Written in the Sand Part Three
“I’m not going to lie, I’m more than a little nervous about going home today. What if I’m not ready?” She looked at Clarence with pleading eyes. She knew he couldn’t give her all the answers, but he could give her the encouragement she need.
“Anna-leis, if you weren’t ready they wouldn’t let you go home.” Clarence said, holding her hand, squeezing it gently. She was grateful not to be alone, but she would have to face being alone tonight, and it kind of scared her. She and Clarence weren’t married yet, there would be no living together until they were married, they had both agreed on that. But she struggled with the idea of being alone.
She wrapped a blanket, around herself, self-conscious about the ampitations, about the way she thought she looked. But all Clarence saw was Anna-leis radiant beauty.
Why was she blind to her own beauty?
“Anna-leis you are the strongest most beautiful woman, I know, the woman I am going to marry. I know you can do this.” Clarence kissed her on the top of her head, as he helped her pack up her belongings, he would be driving her home, no way would he let her call an uber, not after all she had been through. And he wasn’t going to let her risk infection.
“You don’t have to bring me home. You have already done so much.”
