Chapter 740 Taking This Pussy:>6

My eyes welled up. "I will be, Abram. I promise I'll be okay. Thank you so much for being such a good son. I love you." I embraced him in a hug for the first time since we made love. And he held me tightly in his strong arms as if desperately trying to hold his broken mother together. "I'll be okay someday," I whispered, trying feebly to assure us both as tears streamed down my cheeks and soaked into Abram's shirt. "I know it." I felt so much better after talking to Abram. I felt like I had unlocked something between us. Like we had impossibly gone back to who we were before the incident. Our relationship felt innocent again (at least more so than in the past week and a half). I called Rick again, he couldn't be reached again, and I sighed a sigh of relief again. I never knew how much I would tell my husband, only that I needed him to come home as soon as he could. Still, my life seemed to start to fall back into place, my emotions growing more stable, more tame and serene.