"Sorry, darling, it just cracked me up," I said, approaching him and giving him a quick peck on the lips. Then he greeted Sky with a hug.
The three of us had dinner together. Sky and Ramsés talked the whole time, and I just listened and nodded. Having both of them made me happy, I couldn't deny it.
"Is everything okay, Bree? You're very quiet," Sky asked, concerned. I nodded, and Ramsés spoke.
"Bree doesn't talk while we eat; it was a rule she had in the orphanage that she doesn’t want to leave behind," he replied, shaking his head, and I shrugged.
"You can talk, Bree. It doesn't bother me, and I see it doesn't bother your husband either," she said, taking my hand.
"I know. Sometimes I manage, but not all the time. I prefer to listen," I replied with a smile.
After dinner, we stayed
