Dominus woke up in the middle of the night to find his wife wide awake, shifting restlessly in bed.
"What's wrong, honey?" he asked, worry apparent on his face as he steadied her by her shoulders, forcing her eyes on him.
"I can't sleep," she confessed, biting her lip.
"Why darling? What's wrong?" he cupped her cheeks and tried to make sense of what was bothering her.
"Nothing," she tried to dismiss his question.
"It can't be nothing that's keeping you awake. Tell me, please. What is bothering you, my queen?" he caressed her cheek with such gentleness she felt herself tear up.
"And why are you crying?" he immediately wiped her tears away, his eyes filled with more worry as he reached out for her.
She felt her body tremble before she broke down sobbing, "This, this is what's bothering me!" she cried.
"What is it, honey? Tell me, please," he became even more confused.
