Noah stared back at me, as though he could not comprehend what I had just told him. Scott’s gaze alternated between the two of us, his expression remaining neutral.
“Explain,” Noah said simply.
I glanced at Scott, looking for some support, but he subtly shook his head. Now was not the time for us to reveal our alliance, which meant that I was on my own, for the time being.
“Tell me, Noah,” I began, “do you think there is any need for our marriage to exist?”
Noah did not respond.
I sighed and tucked my hair behind my ear. I glanced away, gathering my courage, then turned my attention back to him.
“I’m tired of this marriage. It’s all show and no substance.”
Noah gaped, momentarily at a loss for words.
“All show and no s
