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I was sure that I would be able to keep my distance from her, but now I don’t know how to do that.
Zoe was so scared last night. I couldn’t just walk away and leave her to face more nightmares on her own.
I should have left as soon as she was asleep.
This isn’t the way our marriage is supposed to go. I’m not going to let her get close to me, and I’m certainly not going to get close to her.
It’s better if we don’t. Safer. For her.
Groaning, I stretch and get out of bed.
The sun is streaming through cracks in the curtains while the scent of waffles wafts through the house.
I head to my room and take a long shower before getting dressed and heading downstairs.
Zoe is in the kitchen, flipping waffles out of the waffle maker and onto a plate. She hums to herself, the melody one that I don’t recognize.
When she turns and sees me, her gaze drops to the band shirt I’m wearing and her nose wrinkles.
“Really?” she gestures to the shirt with the spatula in her hand. “The Golden Haze? You’ve got to have better taste in music than that. All they do is steal the hard work other artists have done and then try to pass it off as their own.”
“Didn’t know that.” I look down at the shirt and shrug. “It’s a comfortable shirt.”
She rolls her eyes and pushes the plate of waffles across the kitchen island to me. “I made you these. Thank you for staying with me last night. I know that it was weird to ask, and I should have been fine on my own, but it was nice to have you there. It made me feel a bit better.”
“Zoe, it’s fine to ask for help when you need it.”
She gives me a wry smile and turns off the waffle maker. “Not if you grew up in my family.”
“Yeah, mine was the same way. I don’t know about you, but I make it a point to be nothing like my parents.”
It’s more than I’ve said to anyone about my family life in a long time. It’s also the most that I’m going to be telling her. The last thing I want to see is the horror in her eyes if she ever finds out about all the trouble in my family.
“I’m going to go get showered and dressed,” she says, scurrying out of the kitchen.
I watch her go before digging into my breakfast.
As I pour syrup over the top of my waffles, Camila walks into the kitchen with a grin on her face. I groan and tilt my head back, looking at the ceiling and wondering what I did to deserve this.
“I should have taken away your key,” I grumble as she snatches a waffle off my plate and takes a bite. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have to study or something?”
“Don’t have classes today, so I thought I would talk to you about whatever the hell that was at the airport and meet my new sister.” Camila grins as she pulls herself up to sit on the edge of the counter. “Kill two birds with one stone.”
“Camila, you don’t have to do this right now. I’m sure that you have other things you could be doing.”
“You only think that because you don’t want to talk about why you got shot at when we were at the airport.”
“I don’t know what there is to talk about. Somebody tried to kill me, I killed them instead.”
“And then after that, you ended up married.” Camila crosses one leg over the other as she glares at me. “What I can’t figure out is why I wasn’t invited to my brother’s wedding.”
“It was a spur of the moment kind of decision.” I shrug.
I do feel guilty for not asking her to be there. Even though I know she doesn’t approve of the situation, I didn't think that I would ever get married without my sister there.
Hell, I didn’t think I would get married period. Now that I am, I feel horrible for not asking Camila to be there.
“I thought that I would have been there to tell you what a horrible idea it was to kidnap a poor woman and perform the entire ceremony at gunpoint.”
