Aske woke up from the bed and gently moved Eleanor's arm off his chest.
The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, revealing countless floating tiny fibers dancing within the beams of light.
For a moment, he felt a subtle trance, as if he and Eleanor had been married for many years, and they still dearly loved each other.
In reality, that was not the case; he had just returned to this world yesterday morning and merely slept holding her last night.
Yet it seemed that he had "accidentally" forgotten something.
He could sense that he had indeed forgotten something, but no matter what, he could not remember what it was.
However, he had no time to ponder over it because today was Eleanor's and his wedding day.
