The woman was sitting on the edge of a cliff, dangling her feet over the precipice. The man stood behind her, gently stroking her hair.
"Do you love me?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied without hesitation.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
He leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Jump."
The woman was sitting on the edge of a cliff, dangling her feet over the precipice. The man stood behind her, gently stroking her hair.
"Do you love me?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied without hesitation.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
He leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Jump."