But just because it felt perfect, did not mean that it was.
Some like it hot…
He found her in the winery, glass in hand, her head thrown back in laughter while strands of her dark hair glinted in the low lights of the cellar.
So she discovers a little more about him… Too late!
Her eyes glinted and he knew the moment she levelled them on his, she was upset.
Could it be over even before it had really begun?
Was she falling in love with her new husband?
The night, their first had not gone as planned…
First comes marriage, then comes the honeymoon and then … love?
What choice did she have?