Chapter 35:
Dante's pov
I drifted off without even realizing it.
She was humming next to me and tinkering with the TV remote like an unattended child.
If there's one thing I know for sure, though, it's that she watched that f*****g movie at the loudest volume possible. on purpose. merely to irritate me.
I was too exhausted to keep up with her chaos, so I let her. Or perhaps...
Perhaps all I wanted was for her to expend all of that careless energy.
Perhaps after exhausting herself, she would relax and cease making such an effort to agitate me.
There was an odd silence when I woke up.
No background noise. No disparaging remarks. No sarcastic "good morning, husband" or dramatic sighs.
My body ached a little, but it wasn't from discomfort; rather, it was from staying on the edge of
