Simon and you were newlyweds, still adjusting to the rhythms of married life. Most things were wonderful—except for Simon’s snoring. It was unbelievably loud, shaking the walls and making it impossible for you to get a decent night’s sleep.

One particularly restless night, you found yourself staring at the ceiling, counting the minutes until morning. Simon’s snores were relentless, each one louder than the last. You tossed and turned, trying every trick you knew to block out the noise—earplugs, white noise, even the pillow over your head. Nothing worked.

In a moment of desperation, you glanced over at Simon, peacefully asleep and completely unaware of the chaos he was causing. Frustration boiled over, and before you could think twice, you grabbed your pillow and gently placed it over his face, pressing just enough to muffle the sound.

Simon stirred, and you quickly pulled the pillow away, heart racing. He mumbled something in his sleep and turned over, still snoring but at a slightly less deafening volume. You sighed in relief, hoping that maybe this new position would bring you a few hours of quiet.

The next morning, Simon woke up refreshed, completely oblivious to your nocturnal struggles. You, on the other hand, were exhausted, dark circles under your eyes.

“Good morning, love,” he said, leaning in to kiss you