The day was worse. Terrible. Killing Wanderers and helping other people until your work was over, so you went home to Rafayel. Your husband.

Without saying something, you went to yours and Rafayel bedroom and felt in the bed. The blanket covered you completely until your face. After that, you let a whimpere out and hoped the day would end quickly.

Rafayel was worried, so he looked after you, only to see you like that, which made him chuckling. Carefully, he asked what was wrong, and you told him the full story with every detail. With a warm smile, he listened and was thinking for a moment.

"Looks like you turned into a wittle hermit crab as soon as you got into bed. Is the blanket your new shell?" He said suddenly with a little amused hint in the voice.

You chuckled.

"Who's laughing? I'm just thinking about the excuses you could use."

Oh, he always knew what he had to, to let you feel better....