Chapter 29

Hannah

Two weeks later

My life with Tobias is only improving. We eat breakfast together in the mornings and have enjoyable conversations. During the day, he works while I study with my friends. And at night… we sleep.

I guess that last part can’t be helped… I would love to fill every night with dirty sex, but the problem is that Tobias works a lot. Some new project at work is keeping him busy. Though, I can’t be too sad. This is the only complaint I have about our relationship.

A smile spreads over my lips as I walk down the stairs from our bedroom. Not only can I smell the scent of pancakes, but it’s Saturday today! It means Tobias won’t be working!

I hurry down the stairs, stopping only when my phone vibrates in my jeans pocket. People hardly ever call me, so this is surprising. I pick up my phone and stare at the display.

Its… my mom.

I pick up the call. “Hello?”

“HANNAH! IS IT TRUE THAT YOU’VE GOTTEN MARRIED?!”

Oh shit… that’s right! I never told my parents. I told myself I would, but I must have forgotten all about it!

Well… it doesn’t matter, though.

My parents are too busy to ever check on me. Even if I called my mom to say I was married, she wouldn’t care. I bet the only reason she knows about my marriage is thanks to my status on social media. It says that I’m married to Tobias Ford.

I stroll into the kitchen while talking. “Yes, I’m happily married to Tobias Ford. Perhaps you know who he is?”

clothes due to

Is he even human?

lips part when our eyes meet, but he closes his mouth when I point at the phone. Instead of talking, he pulls out a chair for me, and warmth enters my

smile broader, and then I’m forced back to the phone call when my

is the wealthiest man in the country, and I couldn’t be more proud of you! Finally,

wave of discomfort

It’s his money-not mine! Even though

doesn’t feel right, and I would much

Wait.

Wait a goddamn minute!

why my mom is

and OF COURSE, she has to call

she would like for her upcoming birthday, and I’m boiling. I don’t even

It’s a statement, not a question, and I shudder when his

the chair and return to the phone call. “Mom, I have to go now… we can

in that big mansion, right?! I want to see it! I’ve booked a plane ticket and everything! It will be so much fun seeing your

just getting worse! “We can talk about this later… I

now making wind sounds behind me, and it takes everything in me not to laugh. I love this

that a hissing

I’m sorry… I have… bad reception… I can’t hear you… I don’t have a cat…”

what your mom was saying, though it must have been bad for you to

when we were watching stuff on the TV. Tobias isn’t Irish, so the accent isn’t there, but his voice is

a voice

sorry. I know how hard it can be to deal with parents. When my mom calls, I sometimes. turn off my

I

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