In the morning, Bryana woke up and glanced to the side where Dean always slept, but the place was still empty. She sighed, looked up at the ceiling, and imagined what and where her husband was. "When will you be back, honey?"
Knock... Knock... Knock!
Bryana glanced at the knocking door, then shouted, "Come in!"
Check
The door opened and it was Monica who came in with a tray filled with a glass of milk and Bryana's favorite toast.
"Breakfast for you before your morning walk," said Monica with a cheerful smile. the woman looked so charming in a red knee-length dress with open sleeves, letting her long hair flow beautifully and polishing her face with light make-up. compared to Bryana, who still looked wrinkled in black lingerie and a blue transparent robe and hadn't even washed her face.
"I can't walk, Monica. My legs are starting to cramp," Bryana said wearily.
"Really? Or are you lazy?" Monica looked at Bryana with a probing gaze.
