Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

A blanket of snow covered the tranquil forest, and Joseph and Rose shared a serene and gentle smile on the headstone.

Curtis carefully swept the snow off the grave, laying down a bouquet of chrysanthemums before kneeling on one knee to apologize to the resting souls. "Joseph, Rose, the monster who took you from us has finally been brought to justice. I'm sorry it took so many years to give you this peace."

Bundled up in a white down coat and wearing a soft suede hat, Leanne had her nose slightly reddened by the chilly northern wind.

Looking at the photo that captured the ever-youthful faces of her parents, she finally felt a lighter heart when remembering them.

"Mom, Dad, I'm going to have a baby," she whispered, her hand gently touching the photo, her heart swelling with love. "I'm going to be a mother."

The little girl who lived under the wings of her parents was about to become one herself, ready to love her child and teach them how to love and be loved.

Curtis took her hand and promised the gentle faces on the headstone. "I'll take good care of them, protect them. I promise."

As they left the graveyard, the snow-covered steps were slippery. Leanne held Curtis' hand, carefully taking each step with a side stance.

Curtis found her duck-like posture amusing, and he walked down two steps to stand before her. "Hop on. I'll carry you."

Leanne peeked at the long staircase below, not too proud to accept help, and climbed onto his back, her arms wrapped around his neck.

wind brushing through the trees, the quiet of the graveyard was thick with the reassuring crunch of

cold on him brought a sense of warmth

to look at his profile. His long, curly lashes and the proud

lost in the moment, her gentle breaths tickled his neck like a feather's

she blurted out, "Curtis,

paused momentarily before continuing down the steps, slowly saying, "Can we

Leanne looked at his lips

you try seducing me back home instead?" he said, "Doing it here, in front of your parents, makes me feel like a

saying you look good. How is that seducing

"Bold of you to say it in the broad daylight. What

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lips close to his ear, touching

as he turned to meet

what you call seduction," Leanne chuckled,

his teeth.

Leanne shed her bulky coat, she found herself in his embrace,

leaned in, and she anticipated a

past hers to find her earlobe, kissing it before lightly biting, his fingers tracing

faint moan, to