The diary had thoroughly changed Angeline's perspective. It had turned Angeline from a weak patient into a strong wife. It changed her from being s o aimless and passive into a strong female character who actively sought to survive and wanted to embrace the world.
Angeline cried for a long time before ultimately opening the bedroom door. Jay was still standing near it for God knew how long now.
When Angeline noticed his reddened eyes, it was evident that he had been crying earlier. Thinking about how he was a man who was barely afraid of death but was now deadly terrified of his wife getting sick and dying, Angeline felt that she was the luckiest person in the world. She slowly walked toward him and hugged his waist, inching deeper into his embrace.
"Darling," she called out emotionally.
Jay was stunned. Angeline had the habit of calling him Jaybie since they were young. Why did she suddenly change it?
Angeline raised her head. “I'll call you darling from now on."
Jay squinted his enchanting eyes. "As long as you like it."
Angeline asked him, "Don't you want to know the reason?"
Jay simply felt that 'darling' was a bit too common. It was not that worthy of Angelina's uniqueness.
Angeline explained, "The old granny and grandpa across the street call each other that, and they're living to a ripe old age together. I think it's sweet."
Jay instantly had an epiphany. Was Angeline calling him that so they would end up like the old couple across the street? Was she also hoping that they would grow old together?
As if all of their obstructions had been dredged, Jay hugged Angeline and kissed her lips.
"I like it when you call me that," said Jay.
Angeline hugged him and nodded with a smile.
"Mmm."
Their quarrel was akin to a storm; it came quietly and went away silently.
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