"Wifey, wake up!"
As she was sleeping soundly, Gloria felt her body shaking and Xander's voice calling out to her.
Was she dreaming again?
However, when she continued to feel the shake, she knew that it wasn't a dream. She snapped her eyes open, drowsiness in them.
"Hubby, what's happening?" she asked hoarsely, struggling to keep her eyes open.
What time was it?
Xander, upon seeing that she was wide awake, looked apologetically at her as he caressed her cheeks.
"Wifey, we need to prepare and return home now. Something happened!"
When Gloria heard that. All sleepiness vanished as a foreboding feeling washed over her.
As she sat straight on the bed, the sheets sliding down to her waist and revealing her upper body, which was wrapped by a thin night gown which didn't do much to cover the skin covered by ambiguous marks, she asked anxiously, "What's going on?" her tone laced with panic.
Seeing her worried, Xander didn't hide anything from her but told her what was happening.
