Silver's POV

I stared at my husband in disbelief. Was he seriously telling me to pretend I care about him? As if I didn't already care about him. I folded my arms across my chest and pressed my lips in a thin line as I glared up at him.

"What makes you think I don't already care about you?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me, his eyes narrowed.

"Because you allowed someone to take advantage of me the other night. What am I supposed to think?" He asked through his teeth.

My brows furrowed together.

What was he talking about?

with pain. Something told me that Rebecca might have been right.

I followed behind, wanting to talk to him, but knowing it had to

now.

stage, I was bombarded by clapping and cheers. I quickly realized we were in the air and a nervous feeling fell into the pit of my stomach. My mouth fell open at the sight of the crowd before us. I squinted as the lights around the studio nearly blinded me

sat on her chair with her leg crossed over the other and a notebook on her lap. She had a bright smile on her lips as she saw

trying my best not to look as awkward as

but steal glances up at Elliot who wore a stern expression. I hated that

finally meet you, Silver," Merida said, holding her hand out to shake mine. "I must say, I saw your painting at the auction, and I was

who appeared relaxed and content on the couch. He was gazing down at me with a loving expression, and it

do anything I ask him," I teased, wrapping my arms around his arms. "He's quite tentative

Merida chuckled.

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