The Marriage Equation

His first love barged into my office and stood before me, mocking, "He doesn't love you at all."

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know whether he loves me, but I am Mrs. Brooke now. And who are you, exactly?"

I was surprised that there was still someone so clueless in this day and age.

Marriage was all about mutual benefit; the idea of love was downright ridiculous.

To me, Noah was just a means to an end—a tool that would double my worth.

I had never taken him seriously.