Everett frowned. "You done talking?"

"Yeah, I'm done."

"Is that all you say every time you come?" Not really.

Every year, Selena would sit here for ages, chatting with her parents, pouring out all the emotions she'd kept bottled up inside. This time, though, she had plenty on her mind before she arrived, but suddenly, she didn't feel like saying any of it. Everything she wanted to say was about him.

He was tangled up in all her ups and downs. Three years into their marriage, her world had shrunk to just him. Everything revolved around him. Now, there wasn't any point in talking about it. Everett wouldn't be part of it for the rest of her life. Selena definitely wasn't about to tell him any of this. There was no need to give him more ammo for his jabs, "You seem to want control of everything!"

His face darkened yet again. This moody guy must've had some serious issues.

Selena couldn't be bothered with him, so she gathered her things and started heading down the hill. If she got back late, she'd miss the evening banquet.

"Hold on."

wrist. Annoyed, Selena was about to snap at him when she saw him step

stood up, she was still a bit dazed, looking up at his profile. "Why... why

any emotion, "and we're still married, paying respects to my in-laws is the right thing to do." Then, he started striding

...

afternoon, Everett and

was just a formality, and Selena thought about choosing something simple, but Everett wasn't having

dress in the shop.

him valuing her or the banquet; it was just his perfectionist streak. If he were going to do something, he'd do it to

a small town, so Mr. Perfectionist wasn't

Bennett, it's not some grand royal wedding. Can you lower your high standards just this once? Let's just pick something and get through the

you said three years

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