Damien
I had gone out for a second to pick up some supplies, but when I came back in the house, I got this paralysing feeling that Raula wasn't where I had left her. I thought I could run some errands before she woke up so that I would be there when she opens her eyes.
I am welcomed by my mate's scent at the door way. It's a comforting feeling that runs deep in my bones. It makes me realize that I am not alone anymore, and if heavens are by our side and things go well henceforth, I will be having a bigger welcome than this in a few years.
After dropping off the goods, I head up the stairs thinking about children. How many children would I like to have? I will settle for as many as Raula is willing to push out. We could have our own little world here and live peacefully hidden from the rest of the world.
I open the door to our bedroom and get in. I am welcomed by a halfhazzadly made bed. Was she in a rash to leave?
