Rolling to my back, my hand scanned for Lionel, my eyes flying open when all I could feel was a blank space. The door opened before I could come up with an idea of his whereabouts, a smile gracing his lips as he walked towards me.

“Morning, babe. I made you breakfast.”

My stomach rumbled in response. I was yet to get used to his special treatment even after months of being together. “You’re too sweet.” I sat up as he positioned the tray of delicacies on my lap. “Thank you, baby.”

The mattress dipped with his weight as he sat beside me, his mouth opening to munch on the...