“What do you think?” Graham asks as he stares down at me.
I’m sitting at the giant kitchen island after Graham showed me his beautiful new home. Everyone has been talking about it for months, but no one has seen it. I thought he was building it for my sister. How wrong I’d been, but apparently I've been wrong about a lot of things when it comes to my new husband.
Water drips from my hair, and I secretly hope it makes a little puddle for him to slip on. It could make me a rich widow if he broke his neck, and I don’t recall signing a prenup. This is his second mistake. Graham isn't prone to mistakes, so I’ll be snatching up any I can get my hands on.
“I think you ruined my cell phone.” I hold up the phone my sister got me. It isn't like those fancy touch screen ones everyone has, but it w
