Do You Love Me

by Laura Moretti

  Darcy heard her steps and opened the door before she could. In one glance, he apprehended it all – the pallor, the tiredness, the blood – her smile – that beautiful smile when she saw him – she did not know if she wanted to laugh or cry – he scooped her off her feet, and carried her towards the drawing room, she put her arms around his neck and began to kiss him – it was passionate, even desperate – then he set her tenderly on the sofa – she began to laugh, it was not really mirth, just the tension of the previous days vanishing at last – he was so nervous, it seemed he would burst – he stood and paced back and forth – she regarded him with some surprise, so finally he sat on the settee by her side, took her hands in his, holding tight, and at last, at long last, he asked,

  “Do you love me?”

  Notes

  Thank you again to Cathleen, those stories would not exist without you! And thank you to Kitty and Zeffy for all their help and wise advice.