The moment I reach home Madam Adora greets me with extremely good news.
“Mrs. Zephyr, Your husband had to leave for an urgent trip to Italy,” she says and my eyes instantly widen in both surprise and excitement.
I prayed in the car, that he goes to work and come back very late, so i will not have to spend time with him.
But this! This is more than I asked for and I’m not complaining.
What would be an even better news? He dies on this business trip and never returns.
“When will he be back?” I ask.
“It shouldn’t be up to two weeks.” She answers. “But he says not to worry too much and when he returns, he’ll take you on a honeymoon, and you two can make up for the lost time.”
“Oh i'm not worried,” I whisper.
The only thing I might be worried about is that so-called honeymoon. How wo
