The girl wanted to stay a little longer with him. All she wanted to heal his wounds, again and again. If someone dared to insult him that was intolerable for her. She knew all his rights and wrongs, goods and bads. She was charming rays of sun in a sweet winter morning. Her presence used to make him stronger. His sad mood was something enough for which she was always ready to sacrifice her happiness.
All the girl wanted was to stay a little longer with him.