Arthur invited me to dinner, and she arrived late. She was polite, but distant. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes, and Arthur seemed uneasy around her, which I found strange. Later, he told me she was just protective.
I believed him.
There were other small moments that didn’t quite make sense, but I ignored them. When happiness comes late in life, you don’t question it too much.
After a year together, Arthur proposed. He said we didn’t have time to waste, and he didn’t want to lose what we had. I said yes without hesitation.
At our age, when joy arrives, you don’t keep it waiting.
A week before the wedding, Linda tried to speak to me alone. She asked if I truly knew her father. Before she could finish, Arthur walked in, and the moment passed. I didn’t think much of it then.
