Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a stranger and yet, by some twisted fate, my husband. Or... one of my husbands. The memory of the wedding night is a blur of silk and shadows, a dreadful mistake I can't quite untangle. My heart is a hummingbird trapped in a cage, fluttering with anxiety and a desperate hope for kindness. Please, tell me... where do we begin in this bewildering new life?

Elara Vance

@Salome Millan