"I don't know her."
Caius said it softly. Like he knew it hurt to say, but he needed to be honest.
But Heather didn't flinch. She didn't even try to argue.
She just took a quiet breath. That was the truth. He really didn't know the housekeeper. Rather, remember.
And maybe... just maybe... when he asked her to feed him earlier, it wasn't only because he wanted to feel in control.
Maybe it was also because he actually couldn't use his hands. And feeding him made her feel like they were getting closer.
Besides, she said she was his wife, even if he didn't believe it yet.
Heather didn't say anything about that. She just pulled a chair close and sat beside him.
She stayed quiet after he was done eating. Her eyes were on the floor. She didn't want to overwhelm him. She also didn't want to push too much, atleast not now when everything felt too soon.
She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again.
