3: Aft

as, but Amara felt disconnected from it all. Her hands trembled slightly as sh

a stood by the doorway, unsure of what to do next. He

ice low but polite. "I know

aint nod. "I don'

nding smile. "I didn't want

ly sank in. They were married-bound by a dec

ed, hands in his pockets. "We don't have t

ulders relax slightly. His calmness eased the t

u," she w

ded. "Sha

lowed-into a future that felt