Chapter 8

Rachel's POV

As promised, the wedding ceremony and the reception that followed were lowkey events. Since it was mostly just close family and friends, the evening had ended sooner than I’d expected, and I was very glad about it.

But Alan had remained morose and silent as the day withdrew to an end. Generally, that would not have bothered me but since I was going to spend the rest of the evening with him, it was beginning to turn into a concern of mine.

He had barely spoken to me on our ride back home but I didn’t say anything. I figured that the day had overwhelmed him and decided to give him some space. But I sincerely hoped he’d come around by the time we reached the hotel because if not, I wouldn’t know what to do.

Once we’d stepped into the hotel room, I’d begun to grow nervous. The ultimate question haunted me - what now? I looked over at Alan for help and realised that his eyes had already been watching me.

“I need to talk to you,” He said, “But you might want to freshen up a