Just standing there and gazing upon my husband was the only relief I could find, the bright sunlight from the multicolored window reflecting rays and giving everything a perfect view. Mostly glazing down on his long silver hair, exquisite and the strong urge to run my hand through them found me.
But it was a crack to my heart when I studied as his hand felt the books one by one on his table, Severus said cataloging was now hard for William, and it was a sight I couldn't bear, it only brought me pain and guilt watching him like this.
"Will you just stand there, wife?"
I gulped, he knew I was here, I knew he could feel my aura. Summoning all the courage I walked up the stairs and rounded the table.
"Looking for something?"
"A blue book"
My eyes darted to the far corners of it on the table and I reached for it. "This?"
