Chapter 125 – Honeymoon?

• “Tell me,” Christian begs, clearly wanting to know what it is that I’m upset about – what parts of our wedding day didn’t appeal to me.
• “Chris, no,” I murmur, raising my hands to wrap around his wrists, eager to end his pain immediately. “It’s fine! It was wonderful! This is what I’ve always wanted – dreamed of, never thought could ever happen –“
• “Tell me, wife,” he commands, his tone brooking no compromise.