I was already getting irritated because I’d wanted to ask Terrence who Allysa really was ever since earlier, but until now, I still couldn’t bring myself to do it. My mind was spiraling with possibilities. What if he misunderstood me? What if he thought I was being nosy? What if he reminded me that I didn’t really have the right to ask, that I was only being paid to play the role of his wife?

It hurt to think about—but it was the truth.

“What are you thinking about?” he suddenly ...