Returning from their honeymoon in New Zealand, Bonnie and Lawrence plunged right back into the hustle and bustle of their demanding careers.
Life as a married couple didn't feel drastically different from before.
Every morning, they woke up wrapped in each other's arms, exchanged a sleepy kiss, lounged around for a bit before dragging themselves out of bed to brush their teeth and eat breakfast.
Afterward, one of them took June for a walk while the other handled the dishes.
Sometimes Lawrence would drive her to the studio, and sometimes she drove herself. If work was slow, they'd text or call a few times. If it was chaotic, they went completely off the grid.
Their evenings consisted of dinner, walking the dog, watching a movie, and naturally, enjoying heavy amounts of physical intimacy.
On holidays, they traveled, took their parents out for trips, or partied with friends.
It was a simple, ordinary life, but they never grew tired of it.
Professionally, Bonnie and Yvonne's studio was booming. The company was constantly expanding, and their roster of employees kept growing. Because the studio offered stellar benefits, didn't exploit its staff, and had zero tolerance for sexism, they had only ever hired new talent—not a single person had quit since they opened.
They were also getting incredibly efficient at handling their social media presence and AI integration projects. Midway through the year, they landed a massive contract, guaranteeing hefty bonuses for all their employees.
Everything was clicking perfectly into place.
In September, Helen and Ned hosted a grand first birthday party for Leo Sutton, renting out a massive private room at a luxury hotel. Bonnie and Lawrence were high on the guest list.
The couple specifically cleared their entire schedule for the day.
That morning, Bonnie's eyes fluttered open exactly at 6:10 AM. The bedroom was still pitch black, with only a sliver of faint morning light peeking through the blackout curtains, far from reaching the two bodies tangled in the bed.


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