Five months later……
“What the f**k!”, I heard Sebastian yell.
“What!what!”,I yelled as I shot awake from my sleep.
“Tell me why there is a trashcan in our bedroom?”, he asked with a scowl painted on his groggy face. I have developed a love for the smell of garbage and last night I was craving the smell of garbage so much that I couldn’t sleep so I got up, went to the kitchen, and brought the trashcan here.
“I couldn’t sleep without the smell”, I said struggling to sit up.
“No more trash cans in the bedroom!”, he reached as he lifted it ready to take it out.
“You're yelling at me and it's making me emotional”, I sniffed back the tears that were about to fall.
“I'm sorry princess, I didn't mean to yell”,he gently said and planted a kiss on my lips. Ever since our trip to his family
