Kim felt her heart clench. "What's the good news?"Dr. Panel glanced at her tablet, scrolling through the data. "For now, he is very stable and his vitals are improving, and he's conscious, which is more than we expected at this stage." She paused, her expression turning serious. She lifted her head and leveled them with a sobering look as she continued, "The bad news is that he's still very weak." Motioning towards the man's prone body she said, “The muscle atrophy is significant, and there's some nerve damage that we'll need to monitor closely. It's going to take time….weeks, maybe months…for him to regain full mobility."Kim felt her grip tighten on Leo's hand. "But he will recover? Fully?"Dr. Panel hesitated, and that hesitation was enough to send a chill down Kim's spine. "Full recovery is possible," she said carefully. "But we don't know the full extent of what was done to him. The experiments-" She stopped, her eyes flicking to Leo, then back to Kim. "We'll need to run more t

She stopped, her breath hitching in her throat. She couldn't finish the sentence. The words were too heavy, too loaded with all the years of pain and longing and grief she had been carrying.Saul looked at her with such sadness that it made her heart ache. His eyes were wet, and there was a tremor in his hands that he couldn't quite hide. He looked at her like she was the most precious thing in the world, and the weight of that look was almost too much to bear."Kim," he said, his voice soft and broken. "I am not lying. I…. remember you. I remember everything about our wedding day. I remember..." He paused, his throat working. "I remember…. Jackie."The words hung in the air like a thunderclap, their echoes reverberating through the room, through Kim's chest, through every fiber of her being.(I remember. Everything. I remember…. you.)Kim stared at Saul, her vision blurring with tears she couldn't stop. The room felt like it was closing in on her, the walls pressing closer and clo

Those dark, beautiful eyes. The color of rich earth after rain, deep and warm and filled with a love that made her heart ache. His almond-shaped eyes, framed by dark lashes that were wet with tears, stared back at her with a tenderness that made her breath catch.She traced the curve of his brow, the sharp angle of his jaw, the fullness of his lips. She cleared the tears from his cheeks, her thumb brushing away the wetness with a gentleness that surprised her.Kim's heart ached at the beauty of her husband. He was so familiar, so achingly familiar.All Hers.And she missed him. She missed him so much.Swallowing around the lump in her throat, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "Living without you was like losing a limb," she said. "Like I was walking around with a part of myself missing, and I didn't know how to function anymore. I didn't know how to be me without you."Saul's face crumbled at her words. His eyes squeezed shut, and more tears spilled down his cheeks. He

Kim's breath hitched and her lashes fluttered shut, more warmth blooming in her gut and radiating to her stomach.“Yes," she whined, hands pawing at his shoulders once more.Absentmindedly, the fluorescent light of the storage room flickered overhead, but for Saul and Kim, the world had shrunk to the few square feet of floor they occupied. Saul leaned over Kim, watching as the woman's body trembled with a violence that terrified and aroused him. She was a live wire, sparking with three years of accumulated grief and starvation. Her hands were frantic as she sought to divest him of his clothes, her breath coming in jagged, sobbing hitches. She honestly didn't care how desperate she came across.She wanted him now!she wanted to be filled, to be…. be reclaimed. But as Saul looked into her blurred, tear-streaked eyes, he saw more than just lust; Kim looked so lost to him and Saul knew he couldn't rush this.It had to be special."Slow down, my love," he whispered, his voice a low, gr

He pulled out of her, shuddering at the feeling the rhythmic, desperate clenches of her walls trying to pull him even deeper into her core before he sank back into her, the thick length of his cock disappearing inch by inch until the base pressed against her soft mound, and he began to saw back and forth with a slow, deliberate rhythm that drew a low, shaking moan from Kim’s lips.“Ah..a,” Kim was really too far gone to care about the waton quality of her nosies.Each glide of his flesh against her slick walls sent a ripple of heat that made her breath hitch in time with the movement.And the way his eyes were locked on her features, narrowing on the way her eyes crinkled and the way her brows furrowed, lips parted even the the flush that creeped up her neck, as he catalogued every subtle shift, feeling the way her body began to yield to the tide of sensation. A gentle rocking that made her feel as if she were cradled in a warm, endless wave, her moans turning into soft sighs that ro