Rowena took a deep and calming breath.
She could do this. It was still Raphael underneath all of this, she convinced herself.
But... why did her hands start sweating?
"I... I think I want to lie down in bed for a moment," Rowena said as she glanced at their room. She wasn't looking at him and only at the door. "Do you want to eat first, Raphael?"
"Well, I'm not really that hungry yet. I'd prefer to join you," Raphael said.
"Okay, that sounds good to me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I don't mind," Rowena said. "It's our room, Raphael. If you want to lie down at the same time as me, I'm fine with it."
"Thank you." Raphael kissed his wife's forehead and Rowena had to exert all her sanity not to move away and dodge his kiss.
It was so hard.
She convinced herself that this monster… uhm, this man, was still Raphael.
