Elena's hurtful look was all I could think about as I made my way to the restaurant where Sarah and I had planned to meet. She looked so helpless — pained. We were only married for a day, and I was already hurting her in more ways than one. What the hell was wrong with me?
I had no idea what to make of it. The concept of her and me. I was scared. I didn't know what the future had in store for us, but I was starting to wonder what the next five years would look like for the two of us. I thought she'd want to keep her distance, that she'd want to push me to Sarah, but the way she just touched me — her heartwarming possessiveness — it was beautiful in a way I didn't expect. It made me feel things I'd never felt before.
“Richard! Over here, love!”
I ran a hand through my hair and exhaled as
