~AXEL~
"Be honest with me," Layla asked, her finger slowly tracing the rim of her wine glass. "Did you ever think we would get to this stage when we first said 'I do'?"
I looked at her across the candlelit table. The wine-coloured dress clung to her skin, and the candlelight caught the gold locket Silas had given her, but it was her eyes—clear, trusting, and fiercely intelligent—that held me captive.
I looked at her across the candlelit table. The wine-coloured dress hugged her body, and the candlelight sparkled on the gold locket that Silas had given her. But it was her eyes, those bright, trusting, and intelligent orbs, that truly captured my attention.
Honesty.
The word tasted bitter on my tongue.
If I were truly honest, I would tell her the beginning wasn't fate.
