Zendaya's POV
With a yawn, I stirred on the soft bed. Turning my face towards the window where the warm morning sun sipped in, I sighed in satisfaction, and honestly, I had no plans on getting up from bed just yet. But then, I had to remind myself that I am a married woman with ambition, and that reminder made me grumpily rise from the oh-so comfortable bed. I stretched and yawned loudly, looking at the side of the king-sized bed. I found it empty. That space was supposed to be occupied by my husband. Sigh... Don't tell me that ice-cold man left already? Tch.
