Grace's POV
It was an unbearable silence.
Orion had rejected me.
I stood next to the window, arms crossed tightly over my chest, my nails digging into my skin as I tried to hold in my anger. He had just brushed me off like I was nothing- like I wasn't his wife like I wasn't the woman he once chased after with such hunger.
Fatigued.
His excuse was all that.
A furious laugh erupted from me. Orion Black doesn't want to touch me? The same man who worshiped my body, could not go without being intimate with me.
I turned to face him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his palms as if this marriage had already crushed him down.
"Orion," I said in my calmest demeanor even if my anger was bubbling beneath my skin. "Are you going to pretend like this is n
