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At one in the morning, Robin Nash accidentally knocked over the glass on the bedside table as she got out of bed. Waldo Nash startled awake and seized her wrist at once. He asked, "What's wrong?" A faint crease appeared between his brows. Irritation flickered in his dark eyes, his voice hoarse from sleep. He said, "You were over ten decibels just now." Robin froze, clutching the cup so hard her knuckles drained of color. By law, noise only counts as disturbance when it exceeds fifty-five decibels in daytime, forty-five at night. But Waldo's rules were far stricter. During the day, Robin was not allowed to exceed forty-five decibels at home. From eight in the evening until seven in the morning, not even ten. Waldo suffered from an extreme sensitivity to sound. Any noise even slightly too loud would send his heart racing, his head spinning, his stomach churning. So, during their three years of marriage, Robin had followed that rule. She had woken countless times in the dead of night with a full bladder, only to endure until dawn before daring to move. When fever burned through her body in the dark hours, she did not even dare call Waldo. They had to have sex during the day. She was even not allowed to make a sound during that.