SAM

I was still trying to get my head around the fact that I had just married a stranger and was now on my way to my honeymoon. I wanted to turn to look at her but I didn't dare move. Instead I focused on the seat in front of me, my eyes focusing on each detail of the annoying pattern. I didn't want her to think I had feelings for her. Because of course I didn't. Yes, a part of me got excited whenever I'd accidentally smell her perfume or when she'd press her lips tightly while in thought. Or the way she would cross her legs and then uncross them again as if becoming aware suddenly that she was crossing them in the first place. But that was only because I hadn't been in a relationship before. It had nothing to do with who this particular girl was or tho...

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