Silver's POV

I stared at my husband in disbelief. Was he seriously telling me to pretend I care about him? As if I didn't already care about him. I folded my arms across my chest and pressed my lips in a thin line as I glared up at him.

"What makes you think I don't already care about you?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me, his eyes narrowed.

"Because you allowed someone to take advantage of me the other night. What am I supposed to think?" He asked through his teeth.

My brows furrowed together.

What was he talking about?

at me made my heart ping with pain. Something told me that Rebecca might have been right. There was some kind of misunderstanding that

had

now.

the air and a nervous feeling fell into the pit of my stomach. My mouth fell open at the sight of

leg crossed over the other and a notebook on her lap. She had a bright smile on her lips as she

sat beside Elliott, trying my best not to look as awkward as I

died down, Merida made her introductions and spoke to the audience with grace. I couldn't help but steal glances up at Elliot who wore a stern expression.

you, Silver," Merida said, holding her hand out to shake mine. "I must say, I saw your painting at the auction, and I was blown away. It was incredible. How did

who appeared relaxed and content on the couch. He was gazing down at me with a loving expression,

him," I teased, wrapping

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