Early in the morning, Nora woke up with a jerk, looking around askance at the new surroundings. It took her a moment to recall that she was not in her mother's home now but her new husband's.
As she stared at the ceiling, she could not help but sigh. A month ago, the word 'husband' would have evoked butterflies in her stomach and Antonio's smiling face and now, she felt nothing... No, not nothing. She felt intimidation as she thought of her new husband. It wasn't as if she was scared that he would be violent or harm her in some way. Just an instinct that she could never afford to offend him.
