Damon walked to me with breakfast at hand. It was bread, scrambled eggs, bacon and tea.

"Good morning, love of my life."
He whispered to me, and I stretched out of bed.

The rims of my eyes, inflamed. My sleepy eyes met his charming face, I couldn't help but yawn. "What's the time?" I asked him in between, rubbing my nose with the heel of my hand.

"It's exactly 7:00 a.m." He replied with a smile.

"And you're up already? You didn't sleep all night because of me." My lips pouted at him with guilt. "My bad." I pulled out of bed and he held me back.

"You slept for me, Wifey. Where are you off to?"

"To brush my teeth, of course. I don't want to get spoilt by your love." I rolled my eyes at him.

He only blushed. Without wasting time, I walked into the bathroom and he followed me.

"What are you doing? Standing there and watching me?" I murmured with the toothbrush in my mouth.

"I'm still curious about you, darling." He said and walked to his toothbrush and toothpaste, brushing his teeth too.

"Haven't you brushed before?" I turned to him.

"Yes, I have. But I'm brushing my teeth again because of you." He muttered. I chuckled softly at his attitude and had to wait for him, too.

Watching my darling husband, I realized that I'd spent the entire night writing and crying. That was the only thing that wiped my fears away. It has  been five years of marriage now. Our love for each other has grown a lot and somehow, I feel Damon deserves better. Someone better. Still, he shared my burdens with me. To be with me every single day.

'Trrr!'

Damon threw his fingers at me, and water from his fingertips sprinkled on my face. I jerked from my thoughts immediately, looking away.

"It's Saturday morning, Wifey!" He held me in a bridal style. "What are your plans?"

I pulled away but failed in the attempts. Although I am of average height and a little chubby, Damon was stronger.

"Write, write, write." I told him "I'm presently working on a story about abuse, anxieties and stigmatization. I think I'm healing through my writing."

"It gladdens my heart to hear you say that. You're all I want in a wife, Ally.  My Wonder woman."

Damon then tilted his head as if leaning in for a kiss. He buried his face in my hair and inhaled softly. "Your hair has the smell of books. I would never get tired."

My eyes open in bewilderment as a soft blush replied him. I wasn't expecting this. Damon's sculptured face came up to mine, and my racing heart heated. It felt as if my heart would jump out of my ribcage, but I swallowed hard with a smile. With held breaths, he paused. Listening to my heartbeats for a moment, as if he noticed. We ended up staring into each other's eyes intensely.

With this, Damon caress my red hair to the side and placed his lips on mine. His lips held onto mine with little grip, but my heart felt a great intensity. The woody scent of his nightwear opened up my soul and I tasted the minty fresh breath of his lips that collided with mine.

As Damon kissed me, my body blossomed like a flower at the sight of dawn. I wrapped my legs around the small of his back while he held me up effortlessly. Then drove more wet kisses to him and he gently placed me on the bed.

Although Damon's kiss was intoxicating, his love was a cure for me. He knew that when he kissed me, I would forever wed his unutterable visions to my perishable breath, but he still did it. My mind, like an eagle, soared to his every touch. So was my imagination. We caught our heavy breaths and raised our gaze at each other. Face to face. His firm hand held the nape of my neck while he was on top of me. Our sincere eyes stared at each other.

"Make love to me, Damon. Right now." My hoarse voice pleaded, but it came out as a soft, sexy whisper. I never imagined my Saturday morning to start like this, but with Damon, everything was possible.

A rush of helplessness sank through me. He bent by my head across his arm and kissed me softly at first. Then, with a swift gradation of intensity, I clung to him as the only solid thing in this dizzy, swaying world. In my crumbling world of dreams, wishes, and fantasies was Damon. His insistent glossy mouth parted my quivering lips, sending wild tremors along my nerves, evoking from my sensations as I had never known before. And from emotions I never thought I could have felt. Before a swimming giddiness spun me round and round, I realized I was kissing him back.

Damon's fingers unbuttoned my pink pyjamas as he kissed my bare skin. I felt his lips with my warm body. His built arms wrapped around my waist while he took off my nightie. I couldn't help but to do the same. Covering our naked bodies under the thick blanket, a moan of relief escaped me as I held him closer, tighter. He gently held onto my middle and tenderly sucked upon it before giving in. As Damon made love to me, I felt cured of all the anxieties that plagued my mind.

An hour later, he got up from bed and served me a cup of hot, honeyed coffee. He placed the serving tray on the stool and then sat beside me on the bed. "People say morning is the vital part of the day. But as a man of policy, I'd spend it with my woman." Damon started. "So for this reason, I'm going to be you helping hand throughout this weekend. You can call me bodyguard too. I thought serving you breakfast in bed would be great at least, before you write, because I know how dedicated you are."

"Thanks a lot, love. I know how dedicated you are to me too, but what I really want is your happiness. It would be great if you go out you know, meet your friends for a while. Spend time with them and all. I don't want people to think otherwise." I pleaded.

"You're the only person I wish to be around, Ally! My friends would corrupt my mind so... Any research, any thought, anything you want at all. I'd do for you."

"I'd never go to bed. I'd stay up and fight." I assured him with a serious face.

"Meaning?" he looked at me, puzzled.

"Action taken in anger seldom achieves desired results."

"I understand your point." He nibbled on his lower lip and smirked. "My mum reacted the way any other mother would. She's just trying to look out for us both. No mother wouldn't want to see her grandchildren. Let me tell you a secret."

I placed the hot mug cup of tea, back to the saucer, and pulled closer to get his words.

"Immediately after my birth, she'd wanted more children. You do not know how long she'd pressed me to get a wife. It was all because of children. I avoided her at one time. I didn't find joy until I met you, Adelaide. And now, she's up to it, again. All I'm going to do is to implore you to be patient. I don't want to see you angry or depressed because she's sacrificed a lot for me, too. In a nutshell, I want to forgive my mother and focus on me. Don't report her to anyone. We'd fight through this together. And don't think about it, we would have our own child, hm?"

"I hope so."

"I love you so much, Ally."

"I love you too, darling."

He held me closer and planted a soft kiss on my forehead. While writing, Damon served me hot cups of coffee
After writing, he carried me to the bathroom and we had a warm shower. Our weekends have been like these. We could do anything during the week days but weekends are couple days.

'Ring! Ring! Ring!'

A sufden vibration came up. I rushed to my phone to see who it was.

'Mrs. Smith.' Came up on my phone's screen. I picked up the call with a smile on my face. "Hello mum, good afternoon."

"Hello my dear. How's family?" She replied my greeting with generosity.

"We're fine ma, it's been a while."

"Yeah, I just want to remind you of something I told you. Do you remember it's been 2 months that I visited saying I need a child from you?" She brought up. My smile dropped right away. Damon's mother has a talent for pissing me up.

"What are you saying, Mrs Smith?" My voice hardened over the phone.

"Let me speak my mind!" She interrupted. "I'm not saying you should give birth within the two months. What I'm saying is, I want you pregnant within two months with my grandchild!" She gasped. "Next time, when I come to visit and you aren't pregnant, I'd bring another-."

"How is that possible, ma? I get you don't like me for your son but let me  assure you, I will not leave my husband because he loves me and I love him too! Don't come between us." I couldn't help but to defend myself. At least, I am sure how much her son hold me dear.

"Hahahaha!" I sensed she was a bad person when I heard her demonic laugh over the phone. "Let's see how much your husband loves you when I find him a sexier wife."

"Is that how much you love me, ma?" I felt bitter and crushed.

"I don't love you, okay? Damon doesn't either. I know you charmed your way into his heart. You barely dated for 6 months and boom! Wedding! My son didn't even listen to me when I stopped him. Now, you'd have to face the consequences! If you don't give me good news in the next two months! Just pack out of his house because I'm going to make him marry another woman who would give me beautiful grandchildren!"

"Look, Mrs. Smith! I respect you enough for Damon's sake, but that doesn't give you the right to do this. I'm playing a fool doesn't mean I'm a fool! You're torturing my marriage, I'd report you!"

"Oh, it seems you've forgotten who I am. Do that and you'd give me a reason to lock you in prison-." I ended the call before she could say another word and hissed at her mentality.

This woman must think I'm uneducated and daft. It's obvious that my mother-in-law wants me out of Damon's life, and it's no joke. As a minister of Justice, I know what she's capable of and it's no joke. I went back into the kitchen to prepare dinner before Damon's arrival.

Days Later, I visited the hospital to check on a professional gynecologist. He examined me and called that my results were out.

"Madam, I'm sorry to have delayed you." He said before taking his seat.

"No problem. I think you know why I'm here, Doctor Kenny."

"Yes, of course. In the test we carried out showed that you're Rhesus negative." I pulled closer in concern. "Sorry, let me ask you a question. Um... Have you ever had an abortion before?"

"Yes, Doctor Kenny." I nodded in agreement.

A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he took off his reading glasses.

"Hope no problem? Why the sore expression?" My face pinched at his reaction.

"When you had the abortion, you ought to receive an injection within 24 hours. And that's haemoglobin injection. But, the doctor failed to give you. Because of that, we would need another Rhesus negative for you to get pregnant.”

I felt puzzled by his words. “I did not know about this. What do I do now? Is there any potential cure? Would I ever get pregnant?”

"It would be a little difficult because it doesn't work in most cases. All you need right now is hope and believe. I'd prescribe you some drugs that would help, but prayers are the drugs for the soul." He muttered.

I got home and I couldn't wrap up my thoughts from Doctor Kenny's words. I felt the weight of my heart, sinking within me. How would you feel when you know the reason of your barrenness? I felt guilty and paid Elvira a visit. I couldn't keep it to myself.

"Isn't it high time I expose the secret I have been hiding? I don't want to lose my husband." I whined at my best friend.

"Don't try that!" Elvira warned. "Wait, do you plan to tell your husband that you won't be able to convince? That would give him the opportunity to bring in another woman!"

"What if he understands me? I' would convince him. Damon loves me, he trusts me." I wiped off my tears and sniffled.

"I know he trusts you, Adelaide, but how would you persuade him that miracles happen? With all the surrounding women, you think he wouldn't cheat on you?"

"I'm scared, Elvira! Help me... What should I do about this?"

“There's nothing you would do. You just have to keep this to yourself as another secret, just to save your marriage. What did I say? Keep it to yourself till we find a sure way out.”

"Really?"

"Yes, patience is not the ability to wait, but the ability to keep good attitude while waiting. With peace and patience, nothing is impossible. Patience is virtue." Elvira advised.

"Patience is virtue..." I muttered after her. Thinking about what has faced me.