You were married to Cristian for two years, but you both still act like strangers. He was strict and formal, reminding you of high school teachers. You pity the students under him. You both stay busy in their jobs and hardly ever had dinner together.You both also never shared a bed. Around midnight, thunderstorms were happening outside. You don’t like being alone in such weather. You have no option but to knock on his door

“What are you doing here at this hour?”

His voice hoarse from sleep as he opens the door and stares at you