She's My Sleeping Pill

“Don’t forget that we missed finishing our love session earlier,” Stefan whispered which caused Cayenne to roll her eyes. She would never admit that she was looking forward to it as well.

When they arrived home, Stefan carried Cayenne off to their bed immediately. He couldn’t wait any longer. Cayenne shrieked from the sudden movement and she automatically wrapped her arms around his neck. “Very impatient.”

“Hon, I’ve waited for more than five hours already.” Stefan retorted as he walked upstairs without even changing his breathing rhythm. He looked like he wasn’t carrying someone at all.

That night, he took his time to savor the taste of his wife after waiting for several hours. The movement of his hips was slow and every stroke of him would make Cayenne ask for more. She was craving him. She wanted him, needed him like oxygen to breathe.

By the time they finished, it was past 1:00 AM and Cayenne was sweaty from the slow yet passionate love session they shared. Cayenne was too tired to move but her face showed a blissful expression and that made Stefan smile. He carried her off to the bathroom, gave her a quick shower, dried her hair, and asked her to wait for a few more minutes while he changed the bedsheet. Stefan was so used to this already that he can finish all of this in less than half an hour.

October 16, a day before Stefan’s birthday. Cayenne asked for a leave of absence to visit Alexander’s grave with Stefan. His death anniversary should be the next day but Cayenne wanted to spend Stefan’s birthday every year to make up for the years that he couldn’t celebrate with his family.

She already prepared a surprise for him but she decided to prank him a little this time. She wasn’t sure if this would work with his keen observation, but she hoped that it would.

Around 10:00 AM, Stefan and Cayenne left their home to visit Stefan’s brother’s grave. When they got there, Magnus was already sitting in front of the grave with a bouquet of flowers. Although Alexander wasn’t his child, he treated him like his during the years that he was alive. He would never forget those times even if they weren’t related by blood. His love for him was genuine.

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“Good morning, dad.” Cayenne greeted him and gave the man an airy kiss on his cheek. “Have you waited for a long time?”

“Not really. I just arrived here as well.”

Stefan nodded at his father and placed the flowers on top of Alexander’s grave. He lit up the candles that they brought and he clasped his hands together in prayer. He was wishing for his brother’s peace now that he has gone to the other world. Cayenne was also doing the same thing but she was just standing behind her husband.

“How do you think Alexander would look if he’s alive?” Stefan asked no one in particular but even without their answers, he could tell that the man would surely look after his father. Even when he was young, Alexander looked like Natsu already and they only thought it was because of Clara’s bloodlines.

“Do you think he’d be happy to know that he has a brother?” Cayenne asked when she remembered that Chris was coming home from military service this Christmas. “It would have been great if they met and care for each other.”

“I think they would agree on so many things. The reason why Chris and I got along so well was because of his similarity to Alex. I even thought that Alex reincarnated to him but given his age, I knew it was impossible. Both of them were reliable.”

“It is really sad to think that he had to pay the price for his mother’s crime. I also felt guilty for not being able to notice anything. I failed to see how evil my wife was until it cost the lives of the people I care about. By the time I realized it, I could no longer save anyone.”

“Stefan is here.” Cayenne expressed with obvious confusion on her face,

“I didn’t save him, you did Yen. You brought him back to us.”

Cayenne felt flattered at his words but she couldn’t find anything to retort. It may not be her intention to bring their family together but because she was a family-oriented woman, she felt that Stefan should reconcile with his family, too.

On the other hand, in City D, Latticia and Dr. Albert were looking at the pictures on the laptop. Instead of going back to Dr. Albert’s home overseas, they decided to buy a small house in City D where Latticia used to live. He wasn’t worried that she would meet people she knew in her early days because they would surely not recognize her. Stefan didn’t even recognize his own mother; how could other people do something he couldn’t?

“Do you want this design or this?” Dr. Albert asked while pointing his finger at different designs of pillowcases. They were currently shopping for matching items to gift Stefan for his birthday the next day. It would be Latticia’s first birthday gift after 29 years of her son’s existence yet she couldn’t even say it was from his own mother. He could only use the new identity as Dr. Albert’s wife.

“How about the shirt? Oh, no. Not this. I saw them wear this design last time.” Dr. Albert changed the pictures and showed it to Latticia again. “How about this design? It would look cute on your son.”

He was happily helping her shop for gifts without asking for anything in return. Dr. Albert’s love for Latticia was hard to identify whether it was selfless or selfish. Only Latticia could decide on this matter but so far, she didn’t regret staying with him.