Larissa's POV
Time went by in a blur. Most of the time, Brayden and I barely saw each other; whether he was purposely avoiding me or he was just too busy with work, I didn’t know and honestly, I’m not sure that I even cared. Clause Three of our contract very clearly stated that neither of us would interfere in the personal or professional life of the other unless agreed upon.
So I spent my time mostly cooped up in my room. And I mostly stayed in there until I heard a knock at my door.
“Come on.” I answered, sitting up on the bed.
“Morning, Mrs. Patterson.” Brayden greeted stepping into the room.
I slumped back into the mattress and groaned into the pillow. “Don’t start.” I muttered.
I felt the bed dip with his weight. “I see someone’s still adjusting to married life.” He said. “Tell
