The wedding ring feels like a burden on your finger. Day in and day out you put on a fake but deceptive smile for your husband to make him happy. But the truth is that you actually love Bucky. And only him. But circumstances did not allow it to be otherwise. Every day you think about him, how you could have a happy future together. Maybe even children. How he gets on his knees in front of you. But no. Your husband is Adam and you should be thinking about him, not Bucky.