บท 68: A marriage is built on trust

I woke up the next morning with the memory of the almost kiss playing on repeat in my mind. I shook my head, trying to dispel the thought. It had to have been my imagination.

Carmen, who was always so cold and controlled, would never do something like that. Our relationship was strictly contractual, not a love marriage.

I lay in bed for a moment longer, thinking about the events of last night. Carmen did not sleep with me yesterday. I hope her mother did not notice. With a sigh, I decided to get up and face the day. I made my way to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower, letting the water wash away my worries.

Afterward, I carefully removed the ring from my finger and placed it in a safe spot in my jewelry box. It felt heavy, a constant reminder of the complicated situation I was in. I dressed quickly, choosing a simple yet elegant outfit, and made my way downstairs to the dining room.