Despite her best attempts to just spend her first full day as a married woman being lazy. At heart Ariel was not a slothful person.
So after a morning spent in bed, doing a series marathon like she was being paid, Ariel finally forced herself to get up.
Had it not been for the overly large breakfast that she had cooked earlier in the day. She would have headed straight to the kitchen to make them some lunch. But instead, when she got there, all that she did was take out one of the breakfast containers and dig in. Done eating, Ariel washed her plate and put it aside. Then she leaned against the kitchen counter.
Staring towards the area she'd seen Tristan disappear into. No doubt that was his home study. Part of her wanted to go over to the door and knock, but she held herself back. For all intents and purposes, she was a guest in Tristan's home.
