Scar
As much as I wanted to stay like this forever with Constance, I knew that reality had to sink in at some point. Diego would make his move soon if I didn't react to his threat. The problem was, now that I knew how much I meant to Constance, I wasn't about to go anywhere. I wouldn't use her and toss her to the side. No, what we had was bigger. I couldn't say that I loved her because I just wasn't there yet, but I knew that I cared about her in a way I've never cared about any woman.
Constance ate a fair share of the breakfast I had made for her. There was no way that she would be able to touch most of it, but I was surprised at how much she actually did gulp down. That woman could pack some food down and still have her amazing figure. She sat on my lap as she ate, which I didn't mind.
