Ryan's POV
"I'm so glad you came, babe! I didn't think you would remember!"
Hannah's sweet, cooking voice dragged me out of my thoughts. I looked down, watching Hannah's blond hair sprawled out on my chest.
Of course, it all had gone out of hand, and I fucked her in all ways possible until we ended up here. In her bed, it didn't help.
My so-called wife is still in my head, still bothering me! I need to make sure she's not using magic! But what was I supposed to remember? Was today anything special? No, I don't think so.
"Things like this always make me feel a little sad, you know!"
She kept drawing lazy circles on my stomach, but I could not understand what she was talking about. The wedding was yesterday, and I spent that with her instead.
"Sorry, Hannah, but I'm not following. What's so special about today?"
"Really? So… You didn't come over to console me or make me feel better?"