The week went by naturally, and the first light of dawn met Carmen and Liam in bed on Sunday.

She spent the entire night buried in his arms, and now that morning had arrived, Carmen's worries were running about in her head the moment she opened her eyes.

She hoped that this day wouldn't come. But now that it was here, Carmen knew that she had to face it. Yet a part of her which it wasn't so.

“Morning,” Liam mumbled.

The instant Carmen heard his voice, she squeezed her eyes shut and held back her breath.

“I will get breakfast started.” Liam calmly said.

Then he slowly withdrew his...