Normally, applause would resonate across the hall once we seal our marriage with a kiss. However, no one clapped upon sealing our marriage with a bite. My lip felt numb as it immediately grew swollen.
The smile on his lips didn't reach his eyes. The anger blazing in his bright, menacing eyes was clear.
"Will you finally kill me tonight?" I asked as we stood unmoving, gazing up at each other. "If not, how painful would I be in? How many of my bones will you break?"
"You quite have a risque imagination for our first night as husband and wife, love." Sam mused as he chuckled. But it sounded so cold.
"I need to know so I can mentally and emotionally prepare for it," I replied, getting braver or more foolish now that we're husband and wife.
Sam didn't reply, as he only stared at me. With his current state, it was hard to read him, no matter how long I stare at his eyes.
