Next Morning...
The sun had risen in the skies and Vince had just awoken.
Noticing the empty bed beside him, he checked the entire room but found no traces of his wife.
Vince then pulled out his phone and was about to dial Tricia's number when he saw that his wife had already texted him an hour prior.
An instant sighed in relief.
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Vince sprung from his bed, as if giddy with excitement, and dashed to the bathroom to get set for the day.
He wore a simple brown shorts and a loose casual collarless shirt paired with his original Birkenstock Arizona sandals.
Of course, he needs to look guapo.
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Once Vince set foot outside, he instantly noticed his son running around and seems to goof off then soon spotted his wife.
What a beautiful sight.
He took out his phone from his pocket and snapped a photo of Tricia without hesitation, intending to share it on Instagram.
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