Lily
As I'm changing in my room, I hear a knock on the door. I finish buttoning up the dress I chose for the trip. We're going to a beach and the flight only lasts an hour, so according to my mother, she packed suitable clothes in my suitcase.
I don't want to think about what she and my aunts consider suitable. They have too many expectations for this honeymoon, and I hope my husband cooperates, or I'll have to use my ace up my sleeve.
Just yesterday, I confirmed with my lawyer that everything was set as I requested and that there were no issues. This means my husband trusts me, and knowing that excites me, but unfortunately for him, he just married someone who's practically a colleague.
Remember, dear husband, all's fair in love and war.
"Coming!" I shout to the people outside. I k
