Chapter 87

Thinking of this, Sophia stopped her train of thought. She feared what she might uncover if she delved any deeper. The truth was frightening to her. She blinked hard and said softly, "Joshua, please stop causing problems. It's nice for us to get along like this." … I shrugged off Sophia's words and yanked my arm back from her. Sitting up, I said, "You can stay here and sleep. I'll find another guest room to crash in for the night." As I was about to get out of bed, Sophia reached out and took hold of my hand. "We're legally married," she reminded me. "How can we sleep in separate rooms?" I scoffed. "Haven't we spent enough nights apart?" In the three years of our marriage, I haven't even caught a glimpse of her face that many times, let alone shared a bed with her. So when she spoke those words, it felt incredibly absurd to me. Later that night, I was in another guest room, preparing for sleep. As I lay down and closed my eyes, I heard the sound of a door shutting in the initial