Amara felt a twinge of nerves as she cautiously watched Finnian's expression. He looked a bit somber and didn't say a word.
He never really understood Amara's perspective. To him, her family background seemed pretty dire, so perhaps when she married him, she hoped for a fresh start. But instead of providing that, he wondered if he had only let her down.
"I was really against the idea of marriage back then," Finnian murmured softly, "and all I could think about was my grandmother's illness."
Amara was a bit surprised. Finnian against marriage? That was news to her. She never heard of him having such reservations.
Then again, Liliana was pregnant now, and she had already publicly called Finnian her husband. Surely, they were heading down the aisle soon.
Even with his supposed aversion to marriage, Finnian was ready to marry Liliana. That must be true love, Amara thought, feeling a pang of sadness. She quickly brushed aside those useless thoughts and said, "Marriage is different for everyone. Some anticipate it, some dread it. I think it's fine as long as people find what works for them."
Their conversation was getting too deep for Amara's liking, so she decided to put an end to it. "It's getting late, Mr. Everly. Shall we go?"
"Wait."
As Amara started to walk away, Finnian caught her by the arm. She stopped and turned to face him. "What is it?"
Finnian looked into her eyes, silent for a moment. Three years ago, during their ceremony here, there had been a moment when he was supposed to kiss the bride. The officiant had sensed his reluctance and discreetly skipped it.
Even so, that omission had left Amara feeling embarrassed and humiliated. He remembered hearing people snicker about it afterward.
A wave of guilt and an inexplicable emotion washed over him. "There was something we skipped that day."
Amara blinked, caught off guard. "What did we skip?"
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