My head was throbbing. I knew that the most effective medicine for me wasn't a doctor’s prescription, let alone alcohol. The only antidote was Emelia’s scent. I didn't know when I had become so addicted to her. I exhaled in relief when the car finally came to a stop. As soon as the car door opened, I stepped out quickly, unable to wait any longer to hold my wife in my arms.
Look at her; I had only just opened the front door, yet Emelia seemed to already know I was home. She immediately jogged toward me with a glowing face.
"Don't run, Emelia. What if you fall, hm?" I said softly as I caught her and pulled her into an embrace.
"I missed you so much, you know! You didn't come home yesterday," she whined playfully, pouting her lips cutely.
It was true; I didn't come home straight away yes
