When Zhao Li Xin returned from the Mystique Realm, he found Lory still asleep. With each passing day, her periods of slumber had grown longer, as though sleep had become the only thing her body truly desired.
He walked quietly to her bedside and leaned closer. Her unique scent, the one he had come to love more than anything else, lingered gently in the air. He listened to the steady, rhythmic beat of her heart, and a faint but unmistakable smile spread across his face.
He remained there for a while, silently admiring her peaceful sleeping face before his attention drifted to the television. It was still on.
The channel had switched to a news broadcast, though thankfully the volume was low enough not to disturb Lory's rest. Not that it would have mattered much. Ever since her pregnancy, her keen senses had dulled considerably. She could sleep for hours without waking, completely oblivious to the outside world.
Zhao Li Xin glanced at the screen.
