Grace groaned in pain as she woke up feeling a warm body next to her on the soft cushy bed, she remembered falling asleep after on the floor after Charles made love to her last night. Her hand sub consciously went to her throat remembering the events of the previous night.
"Let me see". A deep voice whispered softly next to her as her replaced her hand with his on her throat.
"I'm sorry Gracie". He said as he softly brushed her throat. Grace looked at her husband, his eyes were glossy which meant he was smoking again. He seemed to be in deep pain, she felt bad for saying those things about his mother. He never talked about it but she suspected her rejection had affected him.
"I'm gonna make ya breakfast, what do ya want". He said as placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Pancakes". She
