Bryan's POV
The Next Day.
Megan slept off in the car before we got home last night. She doesn't look to ponder about what she had said to me back when we were having our coffee. I tried so hard not to allow that to be the master of my thoughts, and I succeeded in pushing it to the furthest corner of my mind.
I focused on the proposal I was working on, on my laptop. By my right-hand side was Megan, sleeping soundly. It occurs to me that whenever she is on her period, she tends to always sleep for a long. According to what the doctor had told me when she had an allergic reaction.
To me, this was much better than attending to her tantrums.
'You are sounding as if you miss her,’ my subconscious said in my head. I ignored it shifted my gaze back to my laptop and focused on my work, I shou
