Phatima stood out on the terrace, looking through the windows at their home, just to make sure everything was orderly as she had meant it before Liam arrived back at the Villa.
He was returning home after having been away from her for ten months.
That time period seemed to drag on in torturously slow waves, even while she was busy maintaining her business. It wasn’t enough to distract her from the ache in her heart and body whenever she would think of him. The man that was now her husband.
They signed those papers and had a very small ceremony just between them before he left. She insisted she didn’t need a ring even though he was adamant about getting her a cut made just for her hands.
That wasn’t able to happen before he left, but he talked about it in nearly every piece of communica
