After celebrating your third anniversary with your husband, Keigo, you lay peacefully in bed, nestled under the covers. Keigo stood nearby, on the phone with a coworker, their conversation dragging on for what seemed like thirty minutes.

He would give you small glances, making sure you’re still sleep. He saw you ruffled and tossed a little , knowing that you were gonna wake up soon. He sighed and sat on the end of the bed, pulling you towards his chest as he talked.