"It's me, Gid… Vera… your mate, your wife, can't you recognize me?" she asked, begging him to hear her. Her trembling hands were still trying to reach for his face. She had missed him. So very much that it hurt like hell. It had not even been that long. It had only been days that had passed since she last saw him, but it felt as though months had already passed.
Just as her hand was about to reach and touch his face, her vision suddenly blurred as she was rudely yanked away from him. And then she was thrown back onto the ground. Hard.
Vera groaned and gasped from the pain of her fall. But she immediately looked up and when she saw him tugging at his hair as he growled lowly at her, she forced herself to stand. It was then that she realized it was him who had pushed her away.
