Be A Good Wife... And I Would Give You Everything You Ever Want.

Ava.

Darwin declined my offer easily, "Hart asked you to rest. You've barely recovered and I don't want to bother you about these things."

To him, it was better that I didn't worry about his problems. After all, I was just a petite lady given to him by a small rival town as a wife. I was young, too, and wolfless. Maybe I was not more to him than a delicate possession that he ought to give all the precious things to so that she's convinced to serve him the best in bed.

But it wasn't fair for me. I was his wife; we had vowed to be each other's comfort in wealth and in poverty. And I wanted to be for him, not only during the sunny days, but also in the stormy ones.

Was I beginning to like him?

No one said anything to each other for the rest of the drive. Eve had slept halfway through and Absalom tried his total best to keep her comfortable, warm and undisturbed that it almost looked like he was trying too hard.

I, for one, didn't say anything because I was annoyed at how mean I felt