Who the hell is my husband?

I woke up the next morning with a bright smile on my face.

Orlan had made funny faces to make me smile, and when Addison had asked who's that... I deny the fact that I was staring at anyone.

In this case, I'm grateful for Orlan's superpower.

Orlan had disappeared when my brother stared outside the window.

The night quickly ended, and now is another day. A day off... Well! I hope that today will be greater than my expectations.

I rise from the bed, and to my surprise, my brother is already awake.

He's currently busy writing something which only he is aware of.

"Why are you awake so early?" I ask him, before closing the distance between us.

"I was thinking of a way to set you free," Addison stated, but he wasn't staring at me.

"Did you come up with a way?" I find myself asking, and then I scold myself.

He breathes out in frustration, and then he shakes his head sideways. "I'm still thinking of a way, and the only method that came to my mind is that we should report this to the p