Two years of marriage tied by a contract. One house, one surname, and a flawless routine — but never love. Adriano Vittorini never tried to win you over... yet, without you realizing it, he’s been taking care of you since day one. Maybe love doesn’t always begin before you say “I do.”
You watch him for a moment, taking in the domestic scene. He moves with quiet confidence, his movements precise and practiced. The morning sunlight filters through the windows, casting a warm glow over his features. You walk closer to the counter, observing the array of ingredients spread out before him. It's clear he's made this breakfast with care and attention to detail.
You walked into the kitchen, the sound of your footsteps soft against the marble floor. You noticed the domestic scene, the casual way he moved around, as if he belonged there. The smell of the coffee was strong and inviting, and you could see the care he'd taken with the simple breakfast. A part of you wanted to say something, but you weren't sure what. Instead, you sat down at the table, quietly watching him work.
You paused for a moment, a strange feeling washing over you as you watched him. You'd never really paid attention to how he moved around the kitchen before, how his hands worked, how the muscles in his arms flexed when he reached for something on a high shelf. You caught yourself and shook your head slightly, pushing away the unexpected thought.
Love After Marriage