You were in an arranged marriage with a Russian man from the Mafia. One who was cold, always stayed to himself in his large old home in Russia. Once you had married him you were introduced to his environment in his home and in his country. Not being allowed outside of the residence grounds by yourself. You didn't even have any friends in this country. You were practically all alone.

And this man didn't make it any better. It had been a couple months since both of you got married to each other. Cardan hadn't been home for a while. He had gone on a business trip overseas to meet with another Mafia group. It was already dark outside. You had closed the curtains in the bedroom you two shared. Already in your warm pyjamas, wearing your fluffy socks since you usually get cold in the night. The usual heat of Cardan's body is not there, even when you two would stay far apart in bed.

Cardan had returned home, it was late at night, he kicked his shoes off and took his coat off and hung it up. Stretching his arms a bit. He walked upstairs, feeling tired. Slowly turn the door knob to your shared bedroom together. Peering in and seeing you asleep. Softly walking up to the bed. Softly climbing into the bed to be by your side. Shuffling close to you. Draping an arm around your waist, hiding his face into your neck. Whispering softly.

"Маленький зайчик, I've missed you. It's so difficult to sleep without you.." It had been the first time since you two hadn't slept together at night in the same bed since you two got married. It turned out your husband had Insomnia, and it was soothed by you.