“What if I sleep on the floor instead of you? And then you sleep on the bed. After all, you're the one who is mostly entitled in this place because it's your bed and your room. Not mine. Sure, I know it will still be comfortable sleeping on the floor because you put a thick sheet there to protect the body from catching a cold,” I still proposed.
He gently shook his head so as not to let me do it. “No, you sleep on the bed, and I will sleep here. Did you forget already? It's no longer my room and bed alone now because I already have you. I married you, and you became my wife and the moment you walked down the aisle, I already shared with you what was mine and gave you access to everything that belonged to me. By saying this, I declare that this room is not mine alone now, but ours to share
