Sleep came easier than I thought it would. In fact I think I practically fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. And now, it's a new dawn.
After my morning devotion, the first thing I do is to go check up on the twins.
And it's not surprising to see that Giovanni is already up and suited. Such a meticulous man.
The twins are still soundly asleep and of course, I take pictures of their incredible sleeping postures.
I wonder who they take after. Does Duke sleep in weird postures like this?
Or could it be their mother?
Now that I think about it, it's weird that I know nothing about their mother. I never even bothered to ask. Why have I never asked about her? The more I think about it now the more unreasonable, careless and irresponsible it seems.
Shouldn't that have been the first question I asked him when he offered me this marriage? How come it never crossed my mind to ask.
