04 // Fake, Fake, Fake, Everything.
Paper Thin; Astrid.
The dinner was going great. Mum would observe me and Aaron way too much and Dad would fake a cough to remind her that everything was fine, or must be fine, and let me and my husband alone to deal with whatsoever was going on between us. That's because normally, things cannot turn out messy and tangled for newly wedded couples, of specifically one month. 'Normally' (not that I think my life is normal). Glances spoke more than words and those exchanged looks between my parents sent me on alert mode. They knew something was off between Aaron and I. I felt it in the atmosphere, in Mama's words and everywhere. Everything was off.
"So, still no plans for honeymoon?" Layla grinned mischievously as she asked this question aloud. She peeked
