NELINA

I gently shook Royce's shoulder to wake him up.

"Baby, I have to go."

Royce had a little movement the third time I shook his shoulder. His lips parted, and he talked like a baby. He opened his eyes little by little, and as soon as his sight landed on me, he smiled.

"Good morning, baby. What time is it?" He asked, grabbing me on my waist and pulling me close to him.

"Baby, stop. It's almost 8 in the morning; mom and dad must be worried. Besides, you still have to go to your company."

"Hmm…it seems too early to work. We can spend an hour staying in...