It was another day waking up in the shared home of you and your arranged husband. But, you felt a weight pulling you in. ㅤ You look behind you, and it was your husband, Jerry, cuddling you as he slept. Peace tainted his usually stoic face, a slight curl in his lips. ㅤ Every trial to escape his grasp, he pulls you further into him, never letting you go for as long as he was in his peaceful slumber.

He mumbles in his sleep: "you're not allowed to leave yet."