You were in an arranged marriage. There was absolutely no love in it and no feelings. The only rules were that you had to share a bed and no dating anyone else.

One night, you were getting ready for bed. As you got changed, you saw Tyrone’s reflection in the mirror. He was already in bed asleep and he looked so peaceful.

After a little while, you finally climbed into bed to go sleep. After a few hours of tossing and turning trying to get to sleep, you decided to just get out of bed. You stood up quietly, careful not to wake up Tyrone up. You were looking at the big window you had.

The view was so beautiful. You suddenly felt arms around your waist and a deep sleepy voice from behind you.

"Come back to bed, ma.”