The next day Lina woke up feeling determined.
Her memories were slowly coming back, the nightmares were reducing and her relationship was getting stronger.
The events of last night came to mind, how close she and Shen were to...doing it. A part of her felt resentful that her anticipation hadn't materialised because of that untimely phone call.
But another part of her was slightly relieved. She couldn't remember what exactly he liked and was worried she may have not been able to satisfy him.
However, her body was feeling stronger and healthier.
As she got out of bed, a more confident woman, she realised Shen's side of the bed was still made and he was nowhere to be seen in the bedroom.
Not even on the sofa, where he was exiled to some time ago.
Lina made her way to the study, still in her thin pyjamas.
There he was, her sweet, hard-working husband, asleep on the chair in front of his desk with an open laptop and documents spilling over his arm.
