Rhea's POV
The light from the sun panned through my curtains and onto my red wooden bed, casting a bit of its light on my face.
I tried to snap my eyes open, but there were still some sleepy grains on them, making my eyelids heavy.
I hissed in pain as I felt a sharp thud around my head, groaning painfully.
My nose twitched slightly as a pungent smell hit it; it smelled awful, stinking.
The more I drew back, the harder the smell hit me. I didn't think I could endure that odorous smell; it made me sick to my stomach.
"Hello, wife, are you awake?"
At the sound of that voice, I trembled. The voice sounded familiar, and before I knew it, I muttered, "Kian."
My eyes instantly flew open to a blurry view of a man sitting beside me with a cup in his hands. From the look of
