Maria's POV:
'Wake up!'
'Wake up, sleepyhead!'
Someone was screaming beside me. I groaned and covered my ears, trying to keep the sound away.
'Do you want me to carry you up?'
That someone poked my shoulder and I slapped that hand away. I want to sleep more. I don't want to wake up. Forever.
"Ugh! Fine. If that's what you ask for." This was the last thing I hear before I was floating in the air.
I didn't open my eyes because I was actually enjoying it. I snuggled more to the comfort and smiled feeling contented. This felt so good yet it lasted for a very short period of time.
I groaned, opening my eyes. My gaze landed on my husband who was standing with his hands in pockets and jaw clenched. Same usual angry face. A frown appeared on my forehead looking at him like that.
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