When we arrived home after the wedding, Claire didn’t kiss me or even step fully inside. Instead, she stopped at the doorway, clutching her purse nervously.
“Adam… before anything else, promise me something,” she said quietly.
A strange feeling crept over me. Even though our marriage was just an arrangement, I hadn’t expected any surprises.
“Anything,” I replied.
She hesitated, forcing a small smile. “No matter what you see, don’t scream… at least not until I explain.”
