Part 9.
Roxton fell asleep holding Marguerite's hand later that day.
"John". A soft voice drifted into his mind. "John".
Roxton opened his eyes. He wasn't imagining it. Marguerite was awake. Sleepily she blinked then focused her green eyes on his face.
"You're awake". Roxton said.
"Yeah". Marguerite agreed softly.
"How are you feeling?" Roxton asked.
"Not good". Marguerite told him.
"We've all been so worried". Roxton said.
"But you the most". Marguerite started more than asked.
"Now what would make you think that?" Roxton objected with a grin betraying his words.
"I heard you. Heard you say that, that you love me". Marguerite's eyes sparked with hope.
"Dreaming were you?" Roxton kidded.
"Be serious". Marguerite yawned.
"All right. It's true. Marguerite, I love you". Roxton calmly said.
"Really?" Marguerite asked.
"With all my heart". Roxton admitted. "But what about you?"
"I love me too". Marguerite said seriously.
"No, I mean do you love me?" Roxton asked her.
"Why do you even have to ask me that?" Marguerite asked him. "Roxton, I love you so much".
"It's just while you were sick…". Roxton trailed off.
"Oh no, what did I say?" Marguerite asked as her heart skipped a beat.
"Where shall I start?" Roxton teased as Marguerite closed her eyes after yawning again. She settled down to rest more while Roxton told her about the past few days.
The End.
Roxton fell asleep holding Marguerite's hand later that day.
"John". A soft voice drifted into his mind. "John".
Roxton opened his eyes. He wasn't imagining it. Marguerite was awake. Sleepily she blinked then focused her green eyes on his face.
"You're awake". Roxton said.
"Yeah". Marguerite agreed softly.
"How are you feeling?" Roxton asked.
"Not good". Marguerite told him.
"We've all been so worried". Roxton said.
"But you the most". Marguerite started more than asked.
"Now what would make you think that?" Roxton objected with a grin betraying his words.
"I heard you. Heard you say that, that you love me". Marguerite's eyes sparked with hope.
"Dreaming were you?" Roxton kidded.
"Be serious". Marguerite yawned.
"All right. It's true. Marguerite, I love you". Roxton calmly said.
"Really?" Marguerite asked.
"With all my heart". Roxton admitted. "But what about you?"
"I love me too". Marguerite said seriously.
"No, I mean do you love me?" Roxton asked her.
"Why do you even have to ask me that?" Marguerite asked him. "Roxton, I love you so much".
"It's just while you were sick…". Roxton trailed off.
"Oh no, what did I say?" Marguerite asked as her heart skipped a beat.
"Where shall I start?" Roxton teased as Marguerite closed her eyes after yawning again. She settled down to rest more while Roxton told her about the past few days.
The End.