It was the ninth day when I woke up again early in the morning, filled with new spirit when I remembered Vampire and the novel I would write for him. The previous night with my husband was long forgotten, and a new dream to become a famous author overwhelmed my heart, almost making me jump and start writing.

So I got up quickly and started working after freshening up. At this time, my husband woke up and acted like nothing had happened. I was a little disappointed, but I really was habitual of this. I would be more surprised if I were to see him paying me some attention. So...