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?"

practically melting against him—and Silas could never hold

realized something was wrong. And you shouldn't have gone off with them alone," he said, his voice low but worried. "I know

onto hers, desperate and intense. He couldn't

sheepish. "I'm really sorry, I swear I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to find out who was behind

be the first person I think of if anything happens! My husband's the best. I

him, clinging to

she acted this way. Just a little sweetness from her, and he'd hand her

a husband, not a piece of furniture," he grumbled, trying to sound

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

you have no idea how much I

was hoarse with

but that didn't erase the fear. The idea of losing her terrified him. If it came down to it, he'd give up everything

and desperate. It left Calliope's whole body aching by morning,

okay? Whatever's

head on his arm,