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You have just arrived back home. The familiarity of home should have helped you sleep but it didn't. 5:00 in the early morning says the clock on the screen of your phone. So you turn the bedside lamp on and read a book you've bought a long time ago but haven't read much.

Junhoe is asleep but keeps on tossing and turning, looking bothered in his sleep, probably having a bad dream.

You reach out for his face and gently place your warm palm on his face before moving upward to caress his hair. And then you have your focus back to the book on your lap.

A hand, big and rough, grabs yours. Who else if it's not your husband's. You turn to your side where he lies. He has his eyes wide open, awake.

You stare into each other's eyes for a moment. That. The only feeling which Junhoe only can