ARCHIE POV
The next morning, I arrived at the office with a mix of determination and anxiety. I called my lawyer, James, and asked him to prepare a marriage contract.
"A marriage contract?" James asked, clearly surprised.
Yes, a two-year marriage contract," I clarified, feeling a bit self-conscious. "It needs to include financial support, treatment for Camilla's scar, and a clear promise to respect each other's privacy."
James was silent for a moment before responding. "Alright, I'll get on it. When do you need it?"
"ASAP," I said. "But take the time to make sure it's comprehensive and fair. This is important."
As I hung up the phone, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Was this the right way to handle things? I shook my head, trying to push the doubts aside. Ca
