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I woke up and found myself embraced in two arms. I smiled before gently removing Brandon's arm so that I could move.

"Good Morning!" I greeted as he opened his eyes.

"Let's go back to sleep." Brandon said and pulled me towards him. Last night memories clicked my mind and it still hurts down there but if this is what Brandon needs then I cannot deny his needs.

"I need to pee and today we have to go to get these stitches out of my skin." I told him and he opened his eyes. He let go of me and I went to his washroom and did pee.

"I am going to get ready and you should also." I told him and went to my room to get ready.

After getting ready I prepared coffee for him and waited for him on the dining table.

"Here!" I gave him the cup of coffee when he came. He sat down on the chair and started drinking his coffee.

"Why did you come into my room that night at 3:00 am?" I gulped back thinking what to tell him. Should I tell him the truth?

"I was afraid." I told him.

"Of what?" I didn't like where this conversation was going.

"Ghosts, Actually before sleeping I saw a horror movie so I was afraid." I lied to him. How can I tell him about my nightmares? When they doesn't make any sense. I don't even know why I keep getting them. I looked at Brandon and he was looking at me like I was a open book for him, he was reading me and i know he knows I am lying.

"Well, mama was quite upset please do not try it again." He said.

"And you?" I asked.

"And I what?" He snapped.

"Were you worried?" I asked with a little hope.

"Yes!" I sighed.

"Don't get happy I was just worried that if you would have died then everybody would have blamed me for it." He said and got up.

"Let's go!" He said and I followed him to the car

We went to the hospital and a doctor came to take my stitches out.

"Good Morning, Sofia!" Doctor greeted me.

"It's Mrs Maxwell for you." Brandon rudely told him.

"Umm.. I'm sorry!" Doctor apologized.

"No you can call me Sofia." I told the doctor ignoring Brandon's death glare.

"Aren't you too young to be a married girl already." Doctor said to me.

"And this is none of your fucking business so fuck off!" Brandon half yelled at doctor.

"Actaully i am so in love with Brandon that I just wanted to marry him." I told the doctor.

"Ahh! Wow! Such a lucky man." Doctor said and I smiled.

"Yeah! I know I am. And YOU AREN'T." Brandon smirked at the doctor at which doctor shook his head.

"So it will pain a little. Ok?" Doctor told me. Brandon came beside me and hugged me from my back as doctor started taking out my stitches. I buried my face into Brandon's chest and closed my eyes. I didn't feel any pain inside his arms. He is my cure, my medicine, my love, my life, my world, my everything.