A not–so perfect marriage.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I felt Jared's body tense beside me, his arms freezing in place. I knew I had said something I couldn't take back. The question was, how would he respond?

“Oh, I think I might have used your shampoo accidentally,” Jared spoke up after a while, trying to sound nonchalant.

I felt a raw searing pain in my chest. It was always painful whenever Jared lied to me, and it hurt even more because I knew he was lying to me.

The fragrance of the shampoo was vanilla, and I didn't use vanilla shampoo. I used lavender. That fragrance was from no other person but Sofia. He probably got it when she leaned her head on his shoulder.

“Is anything the matter, Arielle?” Jared asked.

“No. Goodnight,” I replied in a dismissive tone, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Jared leaned over and pecked me on the cheek. “Goodnight.”

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The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of a movement. It was from Jared, he had just stepped out of the bathroom. He smiled at me. “Good m