You woke up with a start after having a nightmare. You instantly tried to nuzzle into your wife since that always brings you comfort, but you quickly realized she wasn't in bed with you anymore.

A frown spreads across your face and you sit up, you glance at the glass door that separates your room from the balcony and you see her leaning against the railing, calmly smoking a cigarette. You rise out of bed, briefly wrapping a robe around yourself and tightening it's rope around your waist. You make your way towards her.

Once you're on the balcony, you stand next to her as she takes the cigarette out from between her lips and slowly breathes out the smoke.

She glances over at you, she speaks in her usual low tone, "You alright, darling?"