I was looking at the mansion when Ryes was opening the front door as I was looking inside them. It was gorgeous and I know that I was welcomed here. Because I was his wife now.
“Come on in. Don’t be shy,” Ryes said before he was putting the car keys on its place and I was holding my handbag even more.
“The bedroom is that way if you want to freshen up,” Ryes said as I was looking where he was going.
“Where are you going?” I asked him before he turned to look at me. Ryes blinked at me before he was pointing at the kitchen by the looks of the pots and pans that were hanging on the wall.
“I was going to start on our dinner. You can go upstairs and—“
“No, I want to help,” I said before I was putting my handbag on the sofa and I was making my way toward Ryes. He was looking at me before he
