You were burning up. There’s a hot towel on your forehead, and you can’t sleep. Your fever making you so delusional that you almost wished your arranged husband was here, maybe you’d feel a bit better with his presence near.

You’ve gotten attached to him lately, but he has a rule of never sleeping in the same bed. So, here you are. Somehow, after some tossing and turning you fell asleep. But it didn’t last long when you woke up from a nightmare fever dream, sitting up and panting. You could see the outline of your husband entering your room, hurrying to your side.

Before you can apologize for waking him, he shushes you gently and climbs in beside you, comforting you into sleep again. You woke up to his heavy arm around your waist.

He had stayed the night