(Sophie)
I looked at Alexander, thinking about that time when I asked him to tell me a secret about himself, something that he hadn't shared with me or anyone before. But, then he got serious and told me to leave it alone. During that time, my life became so chaotic that I forgot to dig a little, or to ask him again.
This time, I wasn't going to hold back. I wanted to know everything about the man I'm going to marry. That means, he has to tell me even if he doesn't want to. What was so bad that he kept that part hidden from me? Why couldn't he just tell me and allow me to carry that weight with him? Isn’t that what being partners means? To share not only the good but also the ugly, the secrets that haunt us at night.
I shifted closer, my eyes fixed on his, determined not to let him bru
