STRIKER

I was exhausted.

I hadn’t had a good sleep after my birthday.

Despite Moses taking care of the expenses, I was hands-on in wedding preparation, even if I hired people to make it possible in three days. I still wanted to see for myself that it would come out exactly how I wanted— London’s dream wedding. And it exceeded my expectations.

Then I woke up, and London was already sleeping in bed, curled into a ball on her side. I was supposed to rest while waiting for her to finish in the bathroom. Then I just fell asleep. The worse thing I’d ever done for her.

I took a...