Camilla’s POV.
The life I had anticipated as Steve’s wife wasn’t what I got.
I had thought we would live as strangers, minding each other’s business, but I was wrong.
He didn’t behave like a stranger I had seen him to be. He was kind, attentive, and cared for me. He made sure to express his support for me in the best possible way he could.
At first, I kept my distance. I slept at night with one eye open, thinking of the best way to escape in case he decided to show his true color, but that moment never came.
Each morning, he would wake up by my side, kissed my forehead and smiled at me like we had known each other for years. And on that bed, I would sit, wondering what the hell was I doing?
I sometimes forgot I was married, but the ring on my finger always pulled me back i
