Chapter 59

Delia had a great night's sleep-guess a good mood really does wonders. She woke up early, all eager to play the role of the perfect wife. Gave Curtis a sweet good morning kiss, got his toothbrush and toothpaste ready, picked out a tie, a suit, and even laid out his shoes. Problem was-despite living two lifetimes, she'd never once tied a tie for anyone. So yeah, she had no clue what she was doing. Still, she was determined to help her husband with this one thing. Right now, Delia was in a full-on battle with the tie. Whether or not she was enjoying it was unclear, but Curtis? He was definitely out of patience. She'd yanked too hard more than once, nearly strangling him in the process. After the sixth failed attempt, Curtis couldn't hold it in anymore. He grabbed her hand and said with a sigh, "Let me just do it myself." Delia pouted and slapped his hand away. "Hey, come on! Believe in me! I even watched a bunch of tutorial videos for this, okay? I've got the theory down-just lacking in