Chapter 71 Not Sharing A Bed

• Serena paced about her bedroom, feeling even more trapped than she had in the morning. Her nerves were too wired, and her thoughts too loud. She was still in her wedding dress, although the bodice had been loosened for comfort. Her hair hung in waves over her shoulders, and her face was now free of makeup.
• She was beyond exhausted from the wedding and from having to pretend to be a happy bride, but the exhaustion clawing at her bones was doing nothing to slow her down.
• She kept moving, refusing to sit, refusing to allow her mind any silence, as if there was a chance in hell she would find a solution to going on a honeymoon with Adriano if she thought hard enough.