Sleeping peacefully in her bed, Zoey was cradling a pillow to her chest. The sun was beaming through her blinds causing the woman to stir. Usually, waking up was a simple task for Zoey; she was a morning person after all. She groaned when the first beam of sunlight hit her face. 
Picking up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Zoey looked at the time. 

“Ugh, why is it so early?” She placed her clock back on the surface and slowly began to sit up. She put her hand to her head which was throbbing.

She looked around, seeing the place different and how it smelled like lavender, Zoey sighed remembering she was married to "THE MAN" not a man. Even if Zoey usually had a servants,her mother taught her few useful etiquette.

“Zoey Heaven Archer.”

“You are about to fall a huge test and that's going to be really bad for you.”

“And I can't continue to help a woman's family that can't please me or give me a heir.”

Zoey remembered every single thing, Logan said yesterday.

"But, what was with the drama yesterday?" Zoey grumbled, "He didn't even sleep with me yesterday, he's such a jerk." She added as she stood up, going to the bathroom,as she jumped into the warm shower.

Zoey opened the wardrobe, taking a guy's jumper since there was no ladies clothes in the wardrobe and if eventually there was ladies clothes, I would still wear a male's jumper, Zoey arranged her hair in a tight bun,as she looked at the bed, sighing sadly.

“I actually thought, I would wake up with a gentle kiss like other stories,why is Logan so different?”

Zoey walked downstairs, seeing the living room and the kitchen was attached to it, Zoey smiled surprisingly. It's was beautiful.

"Woah," Zoey was a little surprised with the kitchen.

Zoey wasn't a fan for entering the kitchen but this was always her dream kitchen, she liked the fact that she should be cooking and the watching television from the kitchen.

Zoey opened the freezer, seeing everything was being stocked there, like nobody has actually touched it, she took some veggies, putting it on the counter, breathing heavily as she clapped her hands.

Zoey smiled at herself, sitting down on the dinning chair as she took her phone, taking a picture of it, sending it to Daisy, she expected a response from Daisy, since Daisy was online but she didn't get an early response,so she dropped her phone, taking her spoon as she began to eat.

The door opened, showing Logan dressed in a sweatpants,a big black cardigan, his hair looked really wet like he was coming back from running,he went straight to the freezer not looking at Zoey who continued eating, taking a cold bottle of water as he gulped it.

Zoey breathed heavily, thinking maybe she should greet him or not.

“Gosh,all this stupid etiquette.”

"How is your leg?" Logan said as he closed the bottle of water, moving towards her as he put his hands on the counter, leaving them both to look opposite each other.

"It's fine, thanks." Zoey said with a forced smile.

Zoey can't really seem to understand Logan, he's always coming up with a different attitude, every single minute.

“Why is he nice? Why is he damn nice?”

"So where's mine?" Logan said, pointing to the food.

"I didn't see you,so I thought you left and I decided not to cook yours." Zoey lied, pouting her lips.

"You couldn't find me, really? Well,is that really an excuse not to cook for me? I'm sorry but I'm really hungry, can I taste yours?" Logan said.

"Hello," Zoey said a little loud, "I'm your wife not your private chef, and by the way, what are your hands for? You can do the cooking yourself and lastly, I don't like people tasting the food I cook."

"Woah," Logan said surprisingly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

"You don't treat ladies,you love like this, it's because you don't love me so I'm not pained by it."

Logan rubbed the back of his hair,as he left Zoey's presence, walking upstairs.

"Did I talk too much?" Zoey said as she held her mouth, hissing disappointedly to herself.

                       ~°~°~°~
Logan opened the door of his room, lying down on the bed.

“You have seven months to live.” Logan remembered what his doctor said last night.

Logan decided to run this morning to forget about everything but it didn't work,tears rolled down his eyes.

“Logan, please make moments with Zoey,be nice to her or at least give us a heir." His mother said.

Logan sat upright on his bed, cleaning his tears.

"Fuck, I'm in the fucking dark." He added, putting his hands on his face. "Fucking seven months."

Logan looked at his cabinet, seeing a picture frame of a girl hugging him, she had a sweet smile,a curly ginger hair and a cute brown eyes.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Logan." Chrissy said, pecking Logan's lip.

"Rest of your life, really?" Logan said, hugging her from behind.

"Yes, you sound doubtful,I promise you, it's going to happen.” Chrissy said, looking at Logan with a smile.

“I'm not being doubtful.”

“But you sound doubtful, you and I would spend the rest of our lives together,we are one already.”

"Chrissy, your promise,do you think it's going to really happen? You didn't keep your promise, broken promises are like broken mirrors, Chrissy and I'm trying so hard to put them back together but I keep hurting myself."