Caspian Paige's Point of View
Marrying her was the option I chose to help her with her worsening depressive episodes. Postpartum depression, her doctor told me. That's the label to the numerous times I caught her suddenly crying, her over thinking, her listlessness and hallucinations.
"Is that Keila?"
I turned around to Aiden. As expected, his relaxed demeanor aggravates me. After meeting with a new client, I decided to pay the bastard a visit and he welcomed me with a grim smile to his home.
"It's my wife"
He pulled his hands up as if caught by authority as he smiled widely.
"So how's my wedding gift, did you received it well?"
I tried to calculate how much involvement he had made to make sure that Vanessa and I would see each other that day after my wedding.
"You're a bastard."
