RYAN POV

Words alone can't describe how I had been feeling for the past three weeks of my marriage. It was a bitter-sweet experience, one that makes me felt I deserved an award.

An award for THE MOST STUPID HUSBAND.

As much as that felt like my guilty conscience talking, I couldn't deny the fact that I hadn't been treating Ariel well. How I had always been accepting the set of food she sends to my office every day, yet refused to appreciate her.

Every night, I arrived late, but she still tried to stay awake for me. But the bitter truth was that: I still kept her at arm's...