Liana:
I walked to the dining room, putting the best smile on my face as I did my best to ignore the pain that I felt because of the man.
His words were harsh, and the idea of him stating what he did the way that he has bothered me more than I could think to consider.
“Are you okay?” Riley asked, snapping me out of my daze.
I smiled and nodded at her. She put her hand on my shoulder, eyeing me carefully, but I couldn’t help but find myself being sorry for what I was going through. I didn’t like being pitied, and it was something that I knew that the man who called himself my husband wanted me to feel.
“How did they find the food? Did they enjoy it?” I asked, and Riley’s eyes brightened as she got distracted from the subject.
“They are in love with everything that is on the table.
