MIA

As I moved around the bed, I felt the sting in my back. Another scar added to the three I already have.

I was by myself. Everyone left about an hour ago to let me rest. I asked for Noah, but he still has not come. It got me worrying. I hope he was okay. I wonder how he was dealing with things with what has been going on.

At that moment it dawned on me...Noah and I are married. We were eternally and public ally joined as one. The thought eased my nervousness. I am his and he is mine. Noah is my husband now. It have me...