Was it just a dream? Or was it the future?
You stirred awake at the unfamiliar coldness on your body. You looked to see that Arthur's arm wasn't there. Though you could hear his soft breathing. You turned over to find him awake.
"You ok?" You asked.
Silence. He wasn't speaking. Was he dramatized from the fight in France? No, that can't be it. He's been in TONS of fights before. What was it is? You mentally asked yourself.
"Arthur?" You said with a quite innocent voice.
"Morning.." He said blandly as he continually stared at the ceiling with a blank and tired expression.
"Whats wrong?" You asked again.
"Just a bad dream...." He shrugged.
"Can you tell me what happened?" You asked as you rubbed his arm for comfort.
"We were married and.............. you were about 9 months pregnant, a