Chapter 3
Two weeks after John's relapse, Elizabeth made sure he was comfortable. She would comfort him and give him all the love he wanted from her. However, the fever was always there, taunting to make him worse any time . Day after day, a wet rag was placed on his forehead. John's eyes remained closed for another week and it wasn't until Monday morning that he finally open his eyes. The fever was still there however. Elizabeth was relived to see that he was awake. He groaned. His face was flushed, and he was so altered. He was sad-eyed too. "Elizabeth"? he managed to ask. His wife broke into tears as she stroked his tousled hair. It was so good to hear his voice again, even if he was still ill. "Oh John, how are you feeling my love?" she asked. He looked into her eyes and he said, "Dear wife, it is nothing." She kissed his lips softly and he wrapped his arm around her. John managed a weak smile for his beautiful wife. She pressed her cheek against his gently and whispered into his ear, "Darling husband of mine, I love you so much but sometimes I don't know why I get flustered when you carress me with your words of love." John sighed. "Liz, you hurt me so when you do that, for it makes me think that you don't love me." He said with feeling. She kissed him on the cheek. "Oh my dear love. Forgive me, I realy don't mean to hurt you." He moaned with pleasure as his wife kissed him over and over. She stopped suddenly fearing that he was in pain. "Please, don't stop. I was only moaning in pleasure." Then he looked into her face. She looked very weary. "My beloved, please lay on my breast and get some sleep. I feel kind of tired myself and I want you to rest too." She smiled and said with one last kiss, "Yes dear."