The next morning…
Aiden woke up as the soft sunlight filtered through the curtains of the apartment. Aiden slowly opened his eyes to see Alisha hugging him in sleep.
Her wedding veil was still loosely attached to her messy hair. Traces of last night's passion were still visible on her skin.
Aiden smiled, looking at her cutesy sleeping face. Perhaps it was the work of her motherhood that she looked so beautiful and relaxed.
He gently slipped out of her embrace and pulled the blanket higher to cover her, making sure she would not feel cold.
He stayed there for a moment, watching her sleep. Then he slowly got up from the bed. He picked out his trademark gray pajama pants from the closet and put them on.
He did not bother with a shirt. After all, no one living on the floor would mind it. In fact, most of them would have liked it instead. His upper body remained bare as he walked quietly toward the door.
