Chapter Fifty One

They say when something bad is about to happen, you get the signs beforehand.

Well, I didn’t get the signs right then.

The dream I woke up from starred a happy married couple diving in deep blue water and it was us. Me and Daniel.

I didn’t remember much of the dream, but I recalled his midnight eyes and charming smile as he signed a ‘heart’ to me.

I laid on my back and pressed a hand against the ache in my chest. As the fog of sleep blinked away, I realized it was too much to ask of him. He did not choose to get married to me, much less fall in love. Whatever chemistry we shared in bed was all I would get from him. For my part, I’d finally admitted to myself that I wouldn’t mind to be wife for as long as he behaved like a gentleman and not a spoiled asshole.

It felt nice not to wake up to a horde of zombies dolling you up. From what it appeared Marianne did not invade my bedroom first thing in the morning. It could also be because of the hunk of a man sleeping next to me.

We had ma