79. Silence Like A Needle

Waking up I found myself unable to move, I was caged by my heavy husband who had his arms tightly locked around me and his legs were holding one of my legs between his.

But what made my whole face as red as a tomato was his head that was on my stomach, and he kept trying to find a nice position so the sun rays wouldn't disturb his sleep. His hot breath was easily felt through my nightshirt.

"What an awkward position I'm in," I muttered while trying not to wake Andrew but get out of his hold, which wasn't at all an easy task.

After a lot of struggles, I was finally able to get to the bathroom where I did my morning routine, and then careful not to walk on the glass pieces, that were still laying on the floor, I ambled out of the room.

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"Are you sure about that?" I nodded while fixing my hair back into a nice braid.

"Yesterday I told you that I will not leave you alone in hard times, so I think it's time to prove it. I will be just accompanying you there and then you can have