ANMELA'S POV

"Or your love is just shallow?"

"You think it's shallow?" Laurent went to my face, kissed my cheek plenty of times. "You think?"

I moved my head from left to right. "I can't see it that way."

"That's why you should not ask." Laurent kissed my forehead, cheek, chin and nose. "I want to spend the night with you until the sun comes out, but you seem uncomfortable here." She wiped my tears using his thumb. "Don't cry again."

"Sorry. I just thought…" I looked away, viewed the beautiful water moving up and down, the formation of furrow waves.

"If there's something you should not do, that is...