The first thing Evelyn noticed upon opening her eyes was Axel.
He was already dressed in his slim-fit black shirt and matching trousers, his jacket nowhere in sight, as if he were about to step straight into the office.
The soft light from the bedside lamp traced the sharp line of his jaw, making him look far too alert for such an early hour.
'Wait. Wait. Did I oversleep? Again?' She wonders.
Evelyn immediately glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table.
Her brows knitted together when she saw the time.
It was not even seven in the morning, and her husband was already ready to head to his office.
Even outside, the sky was still dark, heavy clouds hanging low as if dawn had decided to sleep in.
Usually, at this hour, Axel was still wrapped around her, refusing to let go, murmuring that he needed five more minutes. Yet here he was, fully dressed and ready to leave.
Just as she shifted under the blanket, preparing to sit up, Axel turned toward her.
