Shelia's POV:These past few days, I’d been pouring all my energy into Ada’s wedding, barely catching any sleep. But as the plans came together, I felt a huge sense of accomplishment. This was the first project I’d taken on since the divorce, and it held a lot of meaning for me. I cared deeply about making it perfect.Just as I lay down to rest at home, the doorbell rang.Zachary was standing at my door with a bag of food, and as I opened it, he brought out a bouquet from behind his back with a smile."Congratulations, Shelia," he said, handing me the flowers.I beamed. "I love your little surprises." He had a knack for romance."You look exhausted, Shelia. Have you been eating properly?""Well, I tried to eat well, but most days I get so busy I forget," I admitted with a shrug.He rolled up his sleeves and headed straight to the kitchen. A warm feeling spread through me. Back when I was with Hugh, I was always the one cooking, and he never took care of me. I used to convince
Read more