Whoam... Serena yawned softly, wiggling and purposefully stretching to her heart's content. Bruk! Her body landed on the thick carpeted floor. Her feet were trapped beneath the quilt.
Hey! Her eyes sank to see that there was no one in the penthouse, but a heavy blanket was covering her. Oh, Ryan has returned! She thought joyfully, moved quickly to the master bedroom hoping that her husband would return home last night, asleep in bed.
Opss... There was no one. The smooth, slick bed was as if Ryan had never been there. Then who wrapped me last night? Serena was terrified of herself as she looked at the nicely placed dining table.
Since she fell asleep on the couch waiting for her husband to return home, the candle has melted. The door swung open, and shoes clattered on the floor. "Ryan?" Serena shouted out, half-running towards him. "Oh, it was you..."
