Forty

DWANE’S POV

I looked at my wife as she snored gently, trying to pull the covers away from her body but I returned it. I had already layed Talon to sleep in his crib, now my sole attention is focused on Melanie.

Pushing away the hair that covered her face, I entered into the duvet and craddled her in my arms. As if she sensed me, she wrapped herself around me, throwing her legs on mine.

This made me chuckle to myself. I kissed the top of her forehead and rested my head on it.

I knew she was going through a lot recently. After the birth of our child, she's been stressed. Though she didn't show it in anyway, probably she did not want Mr to feel stressed about it. But I think sje forgot that we were mates and I could feel her emotions.

She was always overthinking. I could not pin point what it was about, but I knew it was either about the baby or about herself.

I've caught her looking at her body in the mirror countless times with a deep look on her face, like she does not like what sh