Chapter 6

Damon's POV

Mornings aren't my favorite. To be factual, I detest mornings, and this is because of the woman I married. Though a married man, I still dream of waking up someday with a woman beside me, no other woman but my wife. Our lives have gotten even more arduous. I used to be the only one whose love was squabbling and trying to make our family work, but now, I feel nothing but disdain for my wife-so I think. 

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The alarm rang loudly making me even more agitated than I am. I tried to put it off but I ended up grumpily shoving it on the floor. My eyes rolled provoked by the mess I made. 

I placed my legs on the frigid floor only to be greeted by a knock on the door. 

"Who is it?" I screeched at whoever was there. I know for a fact that it would be no other than Grayson or Madeline. It can never be Elysia or the kids. The kids must have gone to school already. And Elysia, certainly won't bother checking on me.

"Sir, it's Rosalin