A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

As soon as they walked through the front door, Silas barely looked at her.

Calliope knew something was off. She gazed at Silas with big, apologetic eyes.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

"Are you mad at me?"

"Don't be upset, okay? I'm totally fine, see?"

She slipped her arm through his and flashed him her sweetest, most hopeful smile, trying her best to cheer him up.

Calliope had a pretty good idea what was going on. Silas must've thought she'd gotten herself into some kind of trouble, and of course, he'd been worried sick.

After everything went down with those guys earlier, she hadn't texted him to let him know she was safe or even gone back to look for him. No wonder he was upset.

"I'm sorry, babe. I promise I won't do that again! Please don't be mad, okay?"

voice of hers, practically melting against him—and Silas could never hold

but worried. "I know you can handle yourself,

deep blue eyes locked onto hers, desperate and intense.

"I'm really sorry, I swear I didn't

time, no matter what, I'll have you with me. You'll be the first person I think of if anything happens! My husband's

looked up at him, clinging to his arm, her eyes shining

He couldn't resist her when she acted this way. Just a little sweetness from her, and he'd

of furniture," he grumbled,

onto the couch before climbing right onto his lap, planting a kiss on his lips. Her sudden boldness sent

no idea how much I

voice was hoarse

the fear. The idea of losing her terrified him. If it

love was wild and desperate. It left Calliope's whole body aching by morning, but she understood he'd been scared, and she wanted

me, no more secrets, okay? Whatever's going on,

nestled her head on his arm,