"I know you're busy, but .…" Primrose pressed her lips into a thin line, hesitating. After a moment she shook her head. "Just forget it," she murmured. "It sounds silly."
Edmund had been running back and forth between his duties and her for weeks. He had done everything he could to make sure she was safe and cared for. How could she still feel upset with him, knowing how hard he tried?
"It's not silly at all." Edmund tilted her chin gently, turning her face toward him. His blue eyes softened as he brushed a loose strand of hair from her cheek. "I miss you too," he whispered. "I miss you so much it hurts."
Inwardly, his thoughts were darker, more desperate. [I wish I could stay in bed with my wife forever, but these damn duties keep trying to tear us apart.]
Primrose's eyes softened as she looked at him. "So you also feel upset, like me?" she asked softly.
