65: Date?

CHRISTY:

Everette's forehead knotted, then laughed to cover the awkwardness in the air.

"Love you? Why would I love you, kitten? I thought we already talked about your purpose in this marriage."

"I love you, Everette," I confessed. “I love you, you hear me?”

I wished the ground would swallow me whole when he only stared at me with a bewildered expression.

Dammit.

Was it a mistake that I confessed to him or not? Was it too soon?

Everette and you had already known each other for a couple of months already. It was when we were in Swiped.

My hands shook, and I wanted to run away from him and hide after this confession. But no. I won't be a coward and face him.

My breathing labored.

"Y-you love me? Kitten...why?"

My feet went cold.

That's the only thing that he could say? My explanation?

"Why? You're asking me why I loved you? Isn't it obvious already? You're my ideal man. And you were right. You set a standard for me. So please don't tell me not to love someone else."

I easily fel