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We were lying on the bed in absolute and sacred silence, savoring the moment no matter what outside the four corners wrinkled. I was staring at her side, wrapped up in one of his strong arms. He had his eyes closed and a peaceful expression on his face drawn made me love him as ever. I sat up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're sleeping very rich," he said sheepishly with a smile. There was no answer, so I tried to provoke it and placing it on the gently stroking her neck. "You like?". I followed his chest, waiting for some reaction, but not I found it even when I kissed her belly button, his weak point that causes an explosive laugh when attacked. "Ro, Is something wrong?". I noticed that he was not looking, I spent the words of affection, not shaking, I was not hugged or touched me as I stroked her hair and pounded his chest not the beating of his heart, not my shook with kisses or my continuing provocations. I went up to his face and started to walk around now with my lips. The first stop was his chin, then I stopped at their earlobes to continue on its nu ... And my heart froze when I discovered a small wound on his head and dried blood on the pillow and remembered. I remembered the screams, I remembered the shot, I remembered everything and I began to mourn over his body, shivering with pain. A few minutes passed and went to kiss her neck trying to provoke a reaction, because he no longer looked at me, I spent the words of affection, not shaking, I do not hug or touch me, and I stroked her hair no longer echoed his chest by your heart, no longer shaking with my kisses and my continuous provocations. "Ro, baby Are you no longer love me?.