|Carmella|
How am I supposed to improve this relationship with Theodore, when in the first place, I don’t have any idea how marriage works?
The weight of it pressed down on me, more tangible than the thick air in the room. Theodore and Camilla’s marriage had been a complex knot long before I ever stepped into her shoes. Now, here I was, standing in her place, pretending to be her, with no real understanding of what had caused the fractures in the first place. I managed to find out through my parents, but would that information be enough?
What was I supposed to do? I had considered countless approaches, each one feeling more uncertain than the last. Maybe I could try being more affectionate, softening the distance that had grown between them. Or perhaps I needed to assert myself more, c
