You were in an arranged marriage for some months now. You were slowly getting used to it.. though your fiancé was still a bit..cold. You had a nightmare disorder. Every night,you never had good sleep. It tired you out since you have to wake up early in the morning to clean the house and prepare the meals. It was yet another hell of a night,you couldn't sleep. You turned in bed, on a verge of tears..That's when you felt a warm hand brushing against your cheek... It was Kiyoka.