My Wife

Rain woke up feeling a bit sore, yet she smiled, basking in the happiness of the night before. But her smile faded as she reached out, noticing Alexander's warmth was missing beside her. She frowned, slowly opening her eyes. "Hmm, where is he?" she muttered.

She was alone on the sofa bed, still wrapped under the quilt. The last thing she remembered was Alexander gently cleaning her up and carrying her back to bed, cuddling her close as she drifted off. That was around ten in the evening.

She glanced at the clock and noticed it was already past four in the morning. Rain stretched, sitting up, and then saw a trail of flower petals scattered across the floor. 

"Alexander?" she called softly, looking around the room. With no response, she slipped on a nightgown and followed the path of white rose petals. Her smile grew as she realized he must be planning something special, and curiosity quickened her steps.