I Filmed Myself Sleeping During A Night Terror… It Wasn’t A Night Terror

He put his tools away and then… well, you know what he did then.

My husband. My own husband.

He took the day off to stay home. He said he was concerned, wanted to spend some time with me and talk things out. He’s sitting across the table from me right now, sipping his coffee and reading the paper, but I could swear he keeps looking at me in the strangest way.

Did he see the laptop? Does he know I know?

And more importantly, who is this monster I married? TC mark

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