Aria woke to sunlight streaming through the master suite windows and the unfamiliar weight of a wedding ring on her left hand.
For a moment, she lay still, and disoriented by the room that wasn't the guest room where she'd slept the night before the wedding and wasn't the penthouse bedroom she'd grown accustomed to over the past few months.
Then she felt Damien's arm wrapped around her waist, his body pressed against her back, and memory flooded in of the wedding, vows, reception and the wedding night.
She was married and now Mrs. Aria Blackwood. She has to get use to her identity now.
She lifted her left hand and stared at the platinum wedding band nestled beside her engagement ring. The wedding band caught the morning sunlight, gleaming softly.
It felt heavier than the engagement ri
