Seventy-three

John watch his wife's features, as she sleeps like a baby. He slowly crawled his hands up to her face and trail his fingers round her nose.

Sharon felt his hands, and smiled in her sleep. Her eyes slowly snap open to see a handsome, charming face leaning closer to her, his breath fanning her face.

The smile on her face grew wider as she lifted her hands up to his face and caress it. Sharon was delighted, but she didn't know how to express it.

For the first time since she got married, she's waking up to see a prince charming besides her, not the disfigured monster people see him as.

Even though she was under 18 before she got married, she has always envisioned such a life with her husband.

A man who will always be beside her whenever she's waking up from sleep. A man who would kiss her and greet her good morning, this was her fantasy, and today she has that man.

The both of them stare at each other, John shook the tip of her nose and she chortles.

"Good morning wifey. Thank you for bei