I was pissed all the way to my room as I dug out the little packet I had hidden in my drawer. It was a little something I'd cooked up when I was going through a phase or some s**t.
It had started out just for kicks, but as time went on, I'd come to see the truth in what was included in there.
Walking back into the room, I threw the envelope at her. "You want to be my wife? In there is a list of all the things that s**t requires. Look it over, and if you can make me believe that you can do those things, then we've got a deal."
I can't believe she'd f*****g beaten me, but I think I'd known that from the moment I put that ring on her finger.
Of course, there were other courses of action I could've taken to protect her, but something about her had drawn me. I thought I had it all under con
