Freddy’s POV

I sat at the dining table, enjoying my coffee as I observed Aliana sitting opposite me.

She was toying with her food, yet I observed the faint smile on her lips—suggesting she felt content, even if she wouldn't acknowledge it.

Our wedding night was… amazing.

She repeatedly convinced herself that she didn’t love me, yet her body revealed the truth. How she whispered my name, how she drew me in, craving more.

She could deceive herself as much as she wished, ...