"You know, if that man in the picture is really your husband, like you say, he's quite the lucky man." I said as I pulled Camila in closer while she didn't resist and leaned on me with her hands neatly placed on top of one another on her lap.
"W-Why is that?" She said with a flustered look on her face, losing all that bravado she had earlier and looked like a meek little lamb in my arms.
