You and your husband, Kai Wilson, had a terrible fight.

Your husband stood there. He looked tired. "I forgot something of mine in here,"he said.

That night, you decided you'd sleep in the guest room.

Your heart sank.. of course, he hadn't come for you.

You sighed, sinking into the guest bed, the silence pressing in from all sides.

"Then take it and leave my room," you whispered.

You missed him already. Around 1 a:m, there was a soft knock on the door.

He walked in, and effortlessly lifted you over his shoulder.

"Found it," he murmured, carrying you out of the room.