"But?" I stopped chewing the crackers I was eating. I gulped. My throat tightened.
"But you should come home. I'll let you attend the trial."
My heart relaxed. I thought there was a problem or something.
"I'll go home on Saturday. I'll text Lander to pick me up on Friday. I promise."
Friday is our wedding. By Saturday, Apollo will go abroad and I will go home. Unfortunately, we don't have the luxury of time to even go on a honeymoon or just a vacation to celebrate being husband and wife.
I couldn't believe it. Husband and wife. I am getting married. It feels unreal. Maybe because after the ceremony, we know that we will live our lives back to normal.
"Come home quickly," I said to Apollo.
"I will be home tomorrow morning."
I smoothened his hair while he was wearing his watch. I s
