(Zara)
I woke before Mia the next morning and stayed in bed staring at the ceiling. I'd told Sebastian I wanted to go home with him before I'd had time to question myself. By morning, I still wanted the same thing. That surprised me more than anything.
I wasn't moving into his house because a document called me his wife. I wasn't going because his grandfather had put shares in my name either. I wanted to be with Sebastian. Everything else could wait until I understood what I wanted from this marriage.
Mia found me packing after eight.
"You're leaving."
"I'm going home."
She leaned against the door.
"Your apartment?"
I placed another shirt into my bag.
"Sebastian's."
Mia stared at me.
I knew what she was thinking.
"Don't."
"I didn't say anything."
"You didn't have to."
She ca
