The wedding took place at a church and within an hour the vows were declared. Anna and Ronald were pronounced husband and wife.
Now that they lived together, they looked like the perfect couple to outsiders. They had separate bedrooms. One night, Ronald woke up some time in the night.
He wanted Anna, to make love to her again. He couldn't stop himself, he went to Anna's door and knocked. There came no response so he turned the doorknob. She hadn't locked it.
She was sleeping on her four poster bed looking all solemn and angelic.
He sat on the bed and looked her all over, his thoughts in turmoil.
He wanted to kiss her subtle lips and every part of her body but he couldn't without her concern.
He brought his head down and brushed his lips against hers, breathing in her flowery scent. She opened her eyes to stare at him.
She sat up "what are you doing here?" She asked him slightly agitated.
"I'm tired of waiting, Anna. I desperately need you, I want you. Why don't you allow me like you did the order time?" He asked her.
"Look, I gave myself to you, because I needed to. And what I was expecting out of it, happened. I am pregnant with your child, Ronald, your second chance. So please don't do anything that will make me change my mind."
She said knowing fully well that she could do nothing to the baby, her baby.
"What do you mean by before you change your mind?" Ronald asked narrowing his eyes.
"Just leave, please, I'm not in the mood to talk" she turned her head away from him. He turned it back towards him.
"I want you to know that I love you very much even if you don't feel the same way" he said as he stood up and went away.
She stared after him and fell back on the bed. His last words kept ringing in her head throughout the rest of the night even in her dreams.