Chapter 12 The Wrong Vasques 1

• Andrea’s POV
• I groaned out of the bed, my body protesting with every shift and stretch, accompanied by the creak and crackle of aching bones. I should sleep in, take a day or two to lock myself in here, and shut myself out from the rest of the world.
• But I hadn’t seen or spoken to my mother since all this began. She might begin to worry or think I had left her all alone. I wanted to keep her out of it all completely. I wanted to keep this marriage a secret.