Emily woke up to the beautiful sun rays coming in from the window at the corner of the room. It felt warm and light on her skin. She smiled and turned to her side,slowly letting her eyes open. Obviously, Martha had to wake her up as it was already almost noon and past breakfast time. Martha opened the curtains and windows to let fresh air come in. She stared outside for a while before turning to Emily with a serious face.
" Good morning Emily."
She was on a black pair of trousers and a pink button up shirt. She looked pretty.
Emily stirred in the bed and yawned. She looked terrible. One eyelash was lying on the floor while the other was almost falling off her eyelid. Her hair was tangled with lots of glitter and hair stones stuck onto it. Her eyes were puffy, so were her lips. She was so tired the night before the only thing she succeeded in doing was taking off her dress.
She smiled at Martha and returned the greeting.
" Morning Martha. I bet you're doing great this morning? "
" I should be the one asking you that. You know. You look like you fought a beast in your sleep. "
Emily stood up and walked into the dresser. She looked into the mirror that was in front of her. She touched her cheeks and her hair , as though questioning if she was the person in her body.
" I would really need a good clean up "
She said , turning to Martha, wide eyed.
Martha smiled at the petite woman before her. She sure was quite younger than Alex. She had beautiful black doe eyes, her lips were plump and she had a fine figure. Unlike Alex. He was over ten years older than her. He had a rigid chest and a great masculine figure. If he were to hug Emily, she'd have to be on her toes to embrace him and even at that, her hands will be just a little above his waist.
The picture Martha painted in her mind made her laugh out loud, which drew Emily's attention.
" Martha, what's funny? "
Martha chuckled deeply.
" It's nothing dear. I only remembered something. If you don't mind, your bath is ready."
Emily groaned and plumped into the bed. The mattress was so soft and the sheets smelled really nice. Although she'd rather not think about her now being married, she couldn't deny that last night was the only night she'd gotten good sleep in a while.
" Can't it wait for a while? I feel like I want to be in bed all day "
Martha smiled softly as she touched the plants that were in a mini table vase at the window seal.
" Won't you ask about your husband? "
"What's there to ask about him?"
Emily gave a shrug. Her eyes were focused on her feet as she shuffled them on the purple velvet carpet that covered the entire room. It was rather too soft for how it looked.
" Well , it might surprise you to know that he has refused to have breakfast and insists that you come down first. It might also intrigue you that he canceled all his meetings today so he could spend time talking to you. If you'd ask me, I think you should rethink your decision of spending the whole day in bed. "
With swift and steady steps, Martha exited the room, leaving behind a trail of fresh rose essence which filled the room.
Emily half_dragged and half_carried herself to the bathroom. She dropped her robe and carefully put herself into the tub. The water was very warm and milky. It scented like it had been neutralized with a lot of essential and perfume oils. It also had red petals floating atop.
Emily rested her head on the headrest in the tub and rubbed her temples. She was trying to subdue a headache that had been bugging since Martha woke her up. She let out a soft sigh .
" Emily Black. The combo sounds gross. It doesn't even sync. "
" What doesn't sync? "
Alex's loud voice interrupted Emily's loud thoughts..
Emily released herself to sink into the tub with her head sitting up.
" What are you doing here!?"
She screamed at Alex. He chuckled coyly and put his hands in his pocket, while leaning to rest his back on the pink tiled wall.
He was putting on a black jean and a button up shirt which had the buttons undone halfway through the shirt. He looked less abrasive .
" I can be anywhere in my house."
He said cockily. Emily hissed.
" Okay but not in my room. I demand privacy "
" In this house I demand, I command, I order. Why would you keep me waiting for so long over breakfast?"
Alex didn't look like he would move from his position at all. He was pissing his young wife off, and he loved the sight.
Emily remembered the basis of their marriage. She was the rat. He, the cat. She folded her legs so that her knees were touching her chin, then wrapped her arms around them.
" We came in late yesterday. I was really tired and I overslept. Now if you could step out . Please?"
" You do realize you're now my wife right? "
Alex responded. He took his hand out of his pocket and moved closer to Emily.
He squatted beside the tub and played with his fingers in the water. He gave a wry smile.
Emily shot him a stare. She coiled herself up at a corner of the tub with her hands still hugging her legs to her chest.
Alex stood to his feet and turned his back to face her.
" Put on your dress and come with me now. "