Lifting her gaze, she was horrified to find Brian's face had morphed into the head of the python, its bloodied maw gaping wide.

Rosalynn woke with a start, her heart pounding.

Her eyes landed on the familiar ceiling above her, her thoughts slowly returning to reality.

It was just a dream.

Wasn't a dream about a snake considered a good omen?

Or perhaps, it was the result of her Loneliness!

The thought caused a tightness in Rosalynn’s chest.

Perhaps this nightmare was the result of the wild, relentless man who had left her spent the previous day.

With a grumble, Rosalynn pushed herself up from the bed.

Soreness radiated through her body, fatigue heavy in her Limbs. Leaning against the headboard, she closed her eyes, a silent curse directed at Brian. She then reached for her phone to check the time.

It was nine o'clock in the morning.

That meant Brian had been relentless from the previous afternoon till late into the night...

Jerk!

Wasn't he afraid of overexertion?

Rosalynn contemplated to herself as she Lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.

However, the moment her feet touched the floor, she swayed unsteadily, her strength failing.

Quickly, she steadied herself using the bed's edge, preventing an untimely fall.

Rosalynn was at a loss for words. It wasn't until she regained some strength that she managed to leave the bedroom.

In the living room, Brian was busily working at his desk.

Adorned in Light gray pajamas, his handsome features were as vibrant as ever.

Remembering the previous day's events, Rosalynn rolled her eyes discreetly.

How unjust.