Chapter 134

**Evangeline's POV**

I am the perfect wife.

That's what everyone tells me. What I tell myself every morning when I wake up in silk sheets that feel too smooth, too cold against my skin. What I see reflected in Silas's eyes when he looks at me with adoration that makes my stomach twist.

Perfect. Obedient. Beautiful.

Empty.

But I don't know why that last word keeps floating through my thoughts like smoke. Empty shouldn't bother me. Empty means ...