"Didn't you agree to keep an open mind? As husband and wife, sleeping in separate rooms is weird. That is why I thought I should stay in your room from now on! That's okay, right?"
No. It wasn't.
Just as Dominic's lips parted, Heaven patted his biceps and spoke. "Thanks. I'll go wash up." And then happily walked past him, shutting the door immediately as if she refused to hear his response.
Dominic looked back at the door in disbelief. He fixed his eyes on it until he heard the shower, confirming he wasn't just hallucinating.
'Stay in my room from now on?' he wondered, and then frowned. 'I wonder what she meant by that.'
Everything she said was clear, and she made sure of that. But somehow, he didn't understand it. Or rather, it was too hard to believe. Them? Sharing a room? Because having separate rooms was weird?
Who was the person who proposed to sleep separately? Heaven. How dare she say it was weird when it was her idea?
