The drive to work was silent but it was not tense and awkward as it used to be. No. This drive was filled with a comfortable silence.This morning, i woke up with my hand still in Karl's. Through out the night, i was fast asleep but the warmth of Karl's large hand never left me.When Karl's alarm had went off, he'd reached with his left hand to shit it off while still holding my hand with his right. And for a couple more minutes, we'd just lay there, holding hands without saying a word.When the silence was getting unbearable and Karl kept quite, i had to break it by asking him how his night was. Turning his head to the side, Karl had watched me for a couple of seconds before he confirmed that his night was blissful. His words, not mine.Instead of letting my hand go and start his day, Karl had taken a moment to ask me how my night was. I was honest by telling him that it was the best sleep I've had since moving here.Maybe I'm wrong, but i might have seen guilt in his eyes after i an

Karl held on to my hand as Ethan drove us to the Thompsons Mansion for the usual Sunday family dinner.I looked down at our intertwined fingers and couldn't stop the smile crawling on my face. I glanced at Karl to see that he was staring at me.Feeling my cheeks warm a bit, i quickly looked away without being able to wipe the smile off my face.The last week had been the best week of my entire life. Karl was just the best husband ever. Sure our beginning was a rocky path but it's smoothing out now.He's been very attentive. He always make it home for diner and would help me with the dishes. Then, he'd complaining about how heavy hos guys feel and so we'd settle for a kate night movie of either his or my choice. And through out the entire movie and the rest of the night, he wouldn't let go of my hand.I've found a great deal of comfort with him and I've been feeling myself become... Normal. Like i don't have to constantly feel guilty about my past.Karl would drive me to work while cha

Lucy ChawI walked back to my desk with the files my boss wanted organized. Placing the documents down in top of my desk, i round it up to drop myself on the seat.As i was reaching for the first file, the wedding band on my left ring finger caught my attention and i couldn't help the butterflies that suddenly swarmed my stomach.Marriage life has been amazing. Even with that one bad dinner at the Thompsons Mansion about a month ago, Karl hadn't stopped being open to me. With each passing day, i can feel the both of us growing closer.In the last couple of months, we gone from being strangers to being somehow a truly married couple.We've went from avoiding one another to sharing every meal we can get together.We've went from giving each other our backs to holding hands through out the night. And from the day June had insulted me infront of the family, Karl has been pulling me closer when we're sleeping.Our drive to work every morning is no longer a ten

April was first to greet Karl and I when we walked in. And then by Zeus followed by his parents.Julia Thompson has been quite accepting ever since i shared my horrible college experience with the family. That had been one of the most horrible experience of my life, but seeing as it brought my mother-in-law law and I a little bit close, I'll take it.There were a lot of people standing around the main sitting room, all dressed in elegant dresses and suits.With my arm still locked with Karl, we moved around the room and greeted sme of the people Karl knew either personally or through business.Everyone was kind while talking to us, all except June of course. She doesn't even bother to come and say hi to her brother, all because he brought me here.About an hour later, the door opened again and Princi and my boss walked in.All eyes, and i mean all eyes turned to look at her and by God, that hoody dress is fabulous.The dark shade of red did complement Princi's skin and the dress falls

I looked at the woman sitting across from me. I stared at her with a little bit of hate. Cristal Chaw ... I don't have anything against her personally. But when she looks at the food infront of her and then turn her judgmental eyes over to my wife in disapproval, i do have a problem with her.Lucy, sitting right next to me, was looking down her lap, nervously turning and twisting her wedding band on her ring finger.I'd woken up this morning to find my wife already home and moving frantically in the kitchen. She'd went all out and made a full meal for breakfast because her mother was coming to visit.Lucy had spent hours cooking breakfast just to impress her mother, yet, the woman walks in, looks around the dining table and then at my wife. I saw the unmistakable look of judgment.Now, all the food Lucy cooked has gone cold without her mother even picking up a fork and my wife looks completely down because of it.I've also seen how Cristal has been assessing her daughter from head to