Keila Forger's Point of View
I turned my back to him, ready to storm out of the room any time as soon as my tears stop dropping on the hard floor.
"But you're my wife, Keila. My feelings don't matter. I'm your husband and you're my wife. I thought I already said this before. Why are you acting hurt now?"
"Acting hurt?," I echoed. "I am hurt, Caspian. I am. No acting."
He forcibly made me face him. "So what? We promised each other that we'll remain husband and wife no matter what."
My feet can't keep up the heaviness in my soul that I am feeling. I staggered as I walked slowly to the bed and fell there. Caspian tried to catch me with his arm, which I brushed away, pushing him with what little force I could muster.
"We both know that we married for Caius sake—"
"I know. I'm...I'm jus
