She may never know why I married her. But I do. But if there’s one thing I do know, it’s that your enemies will use what you love against you. And the gorgeous brunette who is staring up at me right now is the easiest target to get to me. Love? It doesn’t sound so foreign anymore. If loving someone means you’d burn the world to protect them, then I love her. It was never supposed to be this way. Me and her. But it doesn’t matter why or how we got here. Not anymore.
