'Putain'

On getting home that day, Rosalune stormed out of the car, without even bothering to wait for Frederick, at that moment, she did not care to know if any reporter was watching her. She was very pissed off. She stormed into their suite. Frederick walked behind her still smiling. He could not forget how she had been screaming inside the cinema. Rosaline did not bother to say a word to him when he entered the room. But he could feel her eyes shooting daggers at him every now and then.

After having their dinner that night, both went to bed, pillows separating them as usual. Rosaline found it hard to sleep, she kept turning from side to side on the bed. The horror movie was stuck in her mind, she could not forget the horrifying scenes from the movie. Worst of all, the light was turned off, making the room very dark. She kept seeing imaginary scary shadows on the wall. She glanced at Frederick who was fast asleep. "How can he be sleeping peacefully, while I have a sleepless night?" she mumble