**Congratulations, Mrs. Golden**
In a fleeting moment, I found myself transformed from a single woman to someone else's wife—Roman's wife, to be precise.
A myriad of emotions washed over me, but amidst the excitement and the pressure, I knew I had to maintain my composure. We were already seated in the luxurious car that would whisk us away to our new home. The thought of that impending transition weighed heavily on my mind. I took a deep breath, mentally fortifying myself for whatever lay ahead.
As we drove through the bustling streets, I couldn't help but steal glances at him. Despite my attempts to engage him, I found his gaze firmly fixed outside the window, seemingly lost in his thoughts. An unsettling question clawed at my mind—was this how he had behaved with Amy. The silence between us was deafening, and I struggled to quell the anxiety bubbling within me.