Tabitha kept flipping through the book and eventually she did get to the end of it. She noticed she looked sad in so many of the pictures. She only saw a true smile when it came to the boy. He must've been the light of her life. Was he Mark's son? She couldn't figure out why he didn't really look like either one of them. Had she cheated? Is that why they'd had a rocky start? She found she didn't want to know if she'd been that type of person.
She sighed and placed the book aside. She looked at Mark. He looked like he felt uncomfortable. She slid herself to the side of the bed and patted beside her. If he was her husband and she was going to be living with him, she needed to get used to him. He came and sat beside her. Her body was trembling just from the little bit of effort it took f
