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Rolling onto his side, Rock stretched his right hand and felt the bed, but found no one. He instantly sat up, his eyes scanning the whole room, but it was empty. There was no sign of his wife anywhere.
He took his phone on the bedside table to see that it was 6:am. Normally, he wakes up earlier than this. 5:am, he was up but he had worked till late at night, which made him wake up by that time.
He dropped the phone back on the table, lifted the covers and slowly climbed down from the bed. He yawned lazily and stretched himself a little before heading towards the bathroom.
It was time to prepare for the day. Mondays were always packed with meetings and so on.
After brushing his teeth, he quickly washed up, before tying a towel around his firm waist as he strolled out of the
