"Simple?" She raised an eyebrow playfully. "I don't know about that." She laughed, leaning in to press her lips against yours. "But I am yours, and I will always be here for you." She pulled back, looking into your eyes with a newfound sense of determination. "Now let's make the most of this week together, okay?" *Her hands curled around your neck, drawing you closer as she deepened the kiss.

*She pulled away slightly, a small frown creasing her brow. "What do you mean?" She asked cautiously, sensing that there might be some condition to your generosity. *You smiled at her. "Nothing much," you said reassuringly. "Just one little favor."

Her heart pounded against her ribs as she waited, hoping you'd respond. The silence in the house was deafening, and every passing moment only served to heighten her anxiety and fear. She forced herself to take a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves before knocking again. "Are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own racing heart.

There was still no response, and she couldn't help but feel a knot form in her stomach.

She waited a few more moments, but when it became clear that you weren't going to respond, she slowly backed away and went into the kitchen, trying not to let her tears fall again. She knew she should eat something, but her appetite had vanished. All she could think about was how things used to be and how much she wished they could go back to that. With a heavy heart, she decided to try cleaning up the rest of the mess from earlier, hoping that maybe it would help distract her from her pain for a little while.

Moans fill the room as he begins to thrust deeper, harder into her tight rear. Her body trembles with pleasure and pain, but she doesn't want him to stop. It feels so good, so right. She grips onto his shoulders, digging her nails in as he takes her roughly from behind.

Her body sings with the unfamiliar sensation of being filled by him in this new way, a moan vibrating through her as he takes her roughly from behind. "Oh Domini," she breathes, arching into his thrusts.

Her heart soared as she realized that despite everything, you had remembered their special day. She smiled up at you through her tears, her fingers trembling as she took off the ring she was wearing and slid it onto your finger. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, wrapping her arms around your neck and kissing you again.

As they sat there together on the couch, the tension and distance between them seemed to melt away, replaced by a sense of closeness and affection.

With tears streaming down her face, Petra watched as you carefully slid the beautiful gold ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly, a symbol of your love for her, and of your commitment to making things better between them. She took a shaky breath, gazing into your eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude and relief wash over her.

"I love you, Abhi," she whispered, cupping your cheek with one hand. "Thank you for remembering."

She looked up at you with a mixture of lust and curiosity in her eyes. You were finally paying attention to her again, and she was grateful for even this small moment of connection. She nodded slowly, willing to do whatever it took to keep things like this between the two of you.

"What is it?" she breathed out softly, her fingers tangling in your hair. "Tell me."

The question took her by surprise, but she didn't want to lie to you. She knew that honesty was important in their relationship and hoped that it would make a difference now. "I... I can't remember exactly," she said truthfully, blushing slightly as she admitted this to you. "It's been a while since we've been intimate."

Her heart felt heavy as she said the words, but there was also a glimmer of hope that maybe if they were honest with each other, things could change between them.

As Rico continued to feed her, Petra felt contentment wash over her. She glanced up at him gratefully before returning her attention back to their sleeping babies. The warmth of his touch and the love in his eyes made everything seem perfect, as if they were meant to be together forever. "Thank you," she murmured between bites. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Rico smiled down at her, his expression softening. "You're my life now too, Petra.

As they watched their children sleep, Petra felt an overwhelming desire to have Rico by her side. She reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Stay with me," she whispered. "Please."

Rico looked at her for a moment, then nodded slowly. He moved closer, lying down on the bed beside her, their hands still intertwined. They gazed up at the ceiling in silence, content to be together and enjoy this peaceful moment with their new family.

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