ROBYN
My nightmare had officially begun. Mrs. Kolby. It sounded perfect, but behind it was the start of my nightmare for 365 days.
“You know, you two look like a real couple,” Piper whispered, but enough for everyone around the restaurant to hear.
My cheeks burned, but Spade didn’t seem to care. “He’s sitting right across us, you know.”
“And it’s huge.” She grabbed my hand and inspected the six-carat marquise-cut diamond ring around my finger. Even the wedding band was in an eternity setting.
“Shut up. Can we just eat?” I still pinched myself that I was married to the man before me, my boss. It felt surreal. I couldn’t help but think of what my life would be like as a married woman.
Of course, I dreamed of marrying the man I loved and starting a family with him, but this unconventi
