203 The Mother of His Child

3:00 AM

Lina tossed and turned in bed in the dark room. The only source of light was the mysterious moon that shone in through the large windows the dark blue starry sky.

Feeling hot and sweaty, she sat up and removed her t-shirt, opting to sleep in just a soft, non-wired bra and her pyjama shorts.

"Will?" she said in a sleepy voice and she had a sickly look on her face.

He was awake and laying beside her, shirtless and a slim cigarette rested between his fingers leaving a smoky trail to fill the room.

Lina coughed and covered her face with the bed sheet, "Why are you smoking? It stinks and I can't breathe properly!"

"Sorry," he said putting it out with a quiet hiss in the ashtray.

"Uff.." she complained and wafted the smoky air. Lina got out of bed and walked over to the window.

"What are you doing?" he asked, looking quite annoyed.

She glared at him, "Opening a window! I am suffocating in here!!"