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I have to admit I was a little bit upset to know he booked a suite with three bedrooms at the hotel we're staying, as usual.

Though this time, instead of leaving the third bedroom unoccupied, he turned it into our marriage room where we had sex most of the time, aside from the unconventional places.

We'd do it everywhere, but never at his or my bedroom.

I had been wanting to ask what's up with his obsession to keep our bedroom as our private space because none of this was specified in the contract. Why would he limit himself, when I had been subtly inviting him in?

But that's all I did; subtly inviting him in. I still remember my place, fully aware that I'm just the shadow of his beloved wife.

On our flight back home, for the second time, he fell asleep next to me after our fun exercise.

And that's why I had been looking forward to weekend escapes, especially the long haul flights, mainly because I love being so close to him all night long. It felt like he belonged to me.

Me, A