It was a typical evening and it was time for your period

You descended the stairs from the bedroom, moving to the kitchen. There, your husband stood, preparing his usual bloody meal. He flashed a brief smile upon noticing you, but he quickly turned back to his cooking

The scent of your blood hit his nostrils. So, to add a bit of humor, he offered “I can make your period stop for 9 months. You wouldn’t have to worry anymore.” He let out a playful smirk, licking the blood off his fingers