“Was this your plan from the beginning?”
“Not in so many words. But I’m adaptable.”
She breathes deeply. Her eyes are locked on me, but I can see the gears turning in her mind. Searching for a loophole she won’t find.
Finally, she sighs. “Fine. I’ll stay here for a year. I won’t fight. I’ll be the obedient wife. But my family is off-limits.”
I nod. “Agreed.”
“Happy now?” she asks bitterly.
“Not quite,” I say. “There’s something else I want from you.”