SCARLETT BLACKSTONE
It had been three weeks since Logan and I tied the knot, and the time had zipped by in the most thrilling manner. Our days were filled with cozy dinners, fiery nights, and a delightful sense of happiness that had me smiling like a lovesick teenager. I had fully embraced my new role in our evenings together, diving into the experience with enthusiasm. With each day that passed, our bond grew stronger, prompting me to visit the doctor to start contraceptives, allowing us to savor our moments together without any interruptions.
At the university, I couldn’t help but sport a goofy smile, much to the amusement of my friend Evelyn, who remarked on how different I seemed these days. I shared the wonderful changes in my life, and she was overjoyed for me. Barbara, another fri
