I am Sylvia

James pov

"Are you sure this was the tea house?" she asked for the fifth time as she looked around and I sighed.

The day she had married she had lost her mind. And no matter how much I tried, her mind was not ready to work anymore.

"Do you think everyone is a fool like you, Mari?"  I asked and she looked back at me with surprise, which soon turned into puffing her cheeks up.

"Can you be nice to me, brother?" she asked glaring at me and i sighed.

"Trust me, Mari. I am trying. But it is becoming harder every passing second." i replied honestly, and she looked at the other side with a Hmph!

"Beth go and book the room." she ordered as I looked around, the town had changed a lot in this one year.

"Excuse me, we want a private room for 4 people" 

"Yes, sure Sir, Rachel showed them our best room."

"My lord, please this side"

I nodded as I walked towards the room but she was not following me.