Sandy’s POV
Our honeymoon was coming to an end. After spending days, having the time of our lives, we were going back to reality, at least, that was what my brain termed it as. What Anthony and I had here was simply a fantasy. Everything that had gone on since we arrived here was all because of responsibility and our new rule in the contract binding our new lives.
Once we get back, we would go back to what took most of our time. Anthony was a workaholic; he was probably going to bury himself in work while I did the same. I was nervous and worried about how our s****l relationship was going to turn out. It was a different thing when we were here and would be something that involved clarity once we got back.
I dropped the magazine I was staring at when Anthony walked into the room while o
