It was just seven in the morning. But Edward looks like he's awake even though it's Sunday. The man lifted the blanket, kissed Chloe's cheek, who was still asleep, then got up from his sleep. Inched down slowly, a moment later rushed to go to the bathroom immediately. It took him a long time to get ready. After getting dressed neatly, he walked back to the bed. He pulled up a small chair, then sat not far from where Chloe was lying. Edward's hand reached out, revealing a strand of hair that covered his wife's cheek. Caressed gently while whispering the woman's name. "Chloe ... wake up," he ordered. "Wake...