A while later, Amayah emerged from the bathroom after her bath. She glanced around the room and saw Nolan sleeping soundly on the bed. She heaved a sigh of relief.
'Finally, no more of his sharp tongue.'
She looked over to the other side of the bed, which was empty. Nolan was sleeping peacefully, occupying one side of the bed, but even though the other side was empty, she didn't want to provoke the atrocious monster by waking him up again. She wasn't willing to listen to any more of his sarcastic, inane remarks.
She was exhausted from the day's events, and her fate had to be particularly cruel to have bestowed upon her such a man as her husband. He really had a foul temper and a venomous tongue. Sighing with tiredness, she walked towards the couch in the room and laid down to sleep.
However, no sleep came to her. The problem was that it was winter in City A and there was no heating in the room to keep it warm.
