Kier’s POV

You could ask me what the damn movie was about, and I wouldn’t have an answer.

But if you asked me what I noticed about my wife?

I’d have about ten things to say.

One: she had four tiny birthmarks—just little dots—on the left side of her neck. How I even noticed them in the dim lighting of that fucking cinema was a question for another day.

Two: she always bit down on her lips when she was concentrating, like right now. I was sure she had completely forgotten I was even here.

And there were more. I could keep listing them. And why I did this? I...