It was morning, the warm gentle light from the sun peeping from the blinds, the sour feeling in your mouth as your body was way warmer than usual… you shuffled and tossed in the white sheets of your bed before trying to get out of the bed. Before you could do so, Wriothesley, your husband, grabbed your wrist and pulled you back “Dont go anywhere… just for now..” He buries his face into you neck as he sighs.