Azalea's Pov When I woke up the next morning, Dante was still in bed, staring at my face as if he had been waiting for me to open my eyes.“Good morning,” I sat up, frowning at him. “Good heavens, I'm so sorry.” I apologized when I realized that I had drooled on his sheets again.He had seen me sleeping with my mouth open and spitting all over his bed. Maybe even snoring and talking in my sleep. What a shame!“I thought your soul had left your body.” He said, pointing at the wall clock.“Oh, no! Why did you not wake me up!” I jumped off the bed, sprinting to the door. I stopped in my tracks when I heard him laugh.“It is the weekend, wife.” He stood up and left the room, ruffling my hair on his way out. Who is this man in Dante’s body?He laughed. That sound. I felt good hearing it, so I watched him go down the stairs and I realized then that he had come back from jogging before joining me again in bed to probably scare my demons away. I can't believe I slept throughout the night an
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