Myrtle's Point of View
It's been a week since Sean and I went on our honeymoon.
After that, we barely even talked about anything because he was always at work.
I wondered if I really loved him, would I be annoyed if my husband lost his time for me?
Anyhow, it's not my problem anymore. I know his job isn't as easy as I think it is. It's probably more complicated than plowing the fields.
"Good morning, Myrtle. Are you alright?" I heard Lemon's voice.
She was peeping through my door.
"Oh, come in," I told her.
Immediately, she jumped into my bed.
"Hey! Don't be so naughty!" I yelled at her.
"So, what have you been thinking?" Lemon asked me and placed a cola-flavored lollipop in her mouth.
"None at all," I replied and laid down on my bed beside her.
Sean mentioned before that he was planning on making me his secretary once we got married. I think he didn't take that seriously. Until now,
