Her heart lay heavy like a stone in her chest. Her eyes shut tight. Brow furrowed in concentration.
"Please."
"I'm ready"
She whispered to the dark empty room.
Her hands clasped tight. Dewy from the desire pumping through her veins.
"Please. Please."
She felt the thickness of the air as it entered her lungs. Letting her know that he was listening.
"Please, dear god. I'm ready."
She inhaled sharply. Making room for him in the depths of her lungs.
"Please. Bring him to me. I'm ready."
Her heartbeat slowed. Breathe deepened.
Her brow released. She welcomed sleep, knowing she had been heard.
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