*Adrian’s POV*

“Hello, ‘wife’”, I said as she stepped into the living room and set down the grocery bags full of food.

She rolled her eyes and flipped me the bird, “Don’t stand up to help me all at once. It’s not like I just carried all this shit up three flights of stairs.”

I stood up from my spot on the couch and walked over to help her. Things between us had been a little tense since the WPP placement. We both missed our old lives and ...