THREE DAYS AFTER THE MARRIAGE

“Why, aren’t you a charming young man?”

Penelope commented as she popped a grape into your mouth. She laid on your shared bed, propped up on her side as she supported her head with her palm. Her foot brushed across against yours occasionally.

“Just like your brother…” Penelope spoke with a hint of sadness, but she quickly brushed those feelings away, trying to keep a brave facade.