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Vincent looked at Agnes who was still at home standing on the balcony of his room. The wind blows from outside. Vincent approached his wife, who was wearing only thin clothes, he carried a thick blanket and covered Agnes' body from behind.
"Come in, the weather outside is very cold, you catch a cold" said Vincent slightly hugging Agnes from behind.
Agnes was just silent, still staring straight ahead, without any light in the sky because it had been covered with clouds, it seemed like it would soon rain. Vincent hugged Agnes more tightly as if giving warmth to his wife.
"What's wrong? why are you just quiet?" asked Vincent to put his chin on Agnes' shoulder.
"If I had never known you and we had never met, I would have been happy by now, walking my way, a hope I could still achieve, the desire that was still unachievable, everything was gone. At first I was so happy to be able to get love and affection, as if he could most make my life more colorful, wading through marriage in harmony and perfection, but all that was just a fake," agnes said as if to reveal all of her heart.
Again Vincent could only sigh, somehow he made his wife believe that she really loved him. Vincent turned Agnes' body towards him.
"Look into Agnes' eyes, I have to say what else so you can trust me? I understand your hurt, but please believe me just once, I will never let you go" Vincent said.
"Vincent, to me everything was different after that day, my heart was already deeply wounded so I could feel nothing more, your gaze so washed away, your treatment the same as now, she said, to me it's all fake, I've seen this before, from the way you look at me as if adoring me, the way you love me as if I'm just the woman you love, but it turns out your love is only for Sonya, she said, until whenever your love for Sonya can never be replaced," replied Agnes in a soft voice.
The woman then walks into the room, but Vincent stops her by hugging her again from behind.
He knew that his wife still couldn't accept it, that sense of regret really possessed Vincent's soul.
"You're not Sonya, I've never been hurt like this, my love for you is greater than my love for Sonya. Even I don't care who killed him, I don't think about it anymore" Vincent kissed Agnes on the lips.
Honestly, his feelings for Agnes were indeed very different, his love was greater than his love for Sonya. Vincent doesn't want Agnes to compare herself to Sonya. Agnes is a perfect woman, there are things she cannot meet with Sonya. He did not regret marrying this woman in front of him because for him to meet Agnes was a gift from God.
Agnes still quietly did not answer, honestly she was also confused by her feelings.
Agnes stroked the wife's cheek, touched the lips of Agnes who made her opiate it, slowly Vincent kissed Agnes' lips, clenched and explored the sweet lips.
The kiss came down to the neck of Agnes's smooth line, the scent of Agnes' perfume made her desire rise.
"I want you baby, can I?" vincent whispered in Agnes' ear.
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