Dashiell brought me back to his home and arranged a beautifully decorated room for me.
"I know you didn't marry me out of love, so let's live separately until you're willing," Dashiell said.
His words sounded strange, but I couldn't pinpoint why. Plus, I was too emotionally drained to ponder the meaning behind them, so I just agreed.
He wanted to say more, but was called away by a work phone call, leaving me alone in the spacious room.
When I took out my phone, I realized it had shut off due to low battery. As soon as I plugged it in and turned it on, countless messages and missed calls from Damien flooded the screen.
Before I could even open them, Damien called again.
I wanted to decline, but accidentally answered. Damien's anxious voice came through immediately.
"Callie, where are you? I know I was wrong. Can you give me a chance to make it right? Please don't marry Dashiell. I'll go crazy."
I frowned slightly and replied coolly: