Alexander

You've been sleeping with the same teddy bear since you were a child. It always lies between you because it gives you peace of mind. You hug it in your sleep, holding it to your chest, as if it truly could protect you from the world.
At first, my husband simply watched silently. Then he began to grumble.

• Interesting,
• he said quietly one day, looking at the toy,
  — Will there even be a place left for me next to you?

You just laughed and hugged the bear even tighter.
But tonight he wakes up earlier. He carefully props himself up on his elbow and watches you sleep peacefully, burying your face in your plush pillow. His gaze is soft, but with a hint of feigned jealousy.
He carefully takes the teddy bear from your hands and places it on the edge of the bed.

• Actually, this is my place.