Wyatt is watching her sleep. He couldn’t move his gaze away from her. He even fixed her blanket and even turned the air con at it’s lowest peak.

He smiled at her. He pressed his lips on her temple. “I love you still, my wife… my soon to be wife…” he whispered.

He bit her lower lip. He could say that following her has a progress. She even invited her inside her unit without any harsh words.

He walked out of her room and he looked at his watch. It’s already six in the evening and it’s still early. He went to the kitchen again. He look for something to...