VI
Sanctum.
Marbled floors, ornamented walls, and eye catching draperies. They were still small necessities, yet it astounds her to see much grandeur inside their house.
"A nice, simple house." He casually said.
Christine clicked her tongue to stop her incoming argument, this is not simple, and it is screaming Royalty at her. And it was a very, far cry for entitling it as a house.
How could he afford all of these? She did not know, but knowing her husband's demanding corpulent wages of his former misdeeds, she didn't ask. He promised he will change for good.
"Do, Christine, not like it?"
She shook her head, and strides towards him, not caring the proper etiquette for a lady should be doing. Christine embraces him lovingly, and she felt him tensed before relaxing. "It is wonderful. This is our new home."
"Our home." He solemnly said, tasting the blessed words in his mouth.
Their Home.