Chapter 25 Xxiv - Patrick

• I was still staring at the staircase where Sophie had run up just seconds ago, unable to believe that this was happening. Everything on our trip had seemed like a bed of roses, every day we spent together, every moment, every time she opened up to me and shared her traumas, and every time I made her laugh over something silly, it had all been perfect. But it had to end up going to shit, or it wouldn't be my life.
• Damn, I had messed up big time by not telling her, and no matter how much I explained that it happened before we consummated the marriage, it wasn't really a justification, because if she had been touched by anyone else after I had touched her, I wouldn't take it so peacefully.
• But now my mind was racing with the thought that she could be touched by anyone while she was away from me, all thanks to my stupidity. Sophie was right, I should have confessed everything at once and while we were on that island, I would have fucked her until she forgot about the matter.