I never once woke through the night. I didn’t feel him come to bed; I never heard a thing. So, when I woke in the morning, and he was wrapped around me I fought with myself not to snuggle closer and fall back asleep.

I was annoyed at him. Pissed off that he left me alone all night. But it was still early, and I didn’t want to get up yet so instead of getting out the bed I manoeuvred myself away from him by rolling onto my side.

“Babe”. He whispered.

I chose to ignore him. Hopefully, ...