Madeline’s pink lips pursed as she indifferently took in the happy features of the man sleeping before her.

‘I thought you said you were suffering from insomnia the past three years?

‘But you look well-rested this morning.

‘Hmph. Have you ever felt guilty or uneasy about my death, Jeremy?

‘No, you’ve never.’

Madeline immediately washed up and changed after sparing a last glance at the man’s face. Walking out of the room, she was met with Jackson walking out of his as well.

“Morning, Ja