"Let me verify this in our system," the clerk said, her fingers tapping rapidly on her keyboard as she glanced between us and the marriage certificate.
I shifted uncomfortably, hyper-aware of Arthur's presence beside me. This had to be some elaborate mistake. My life was complicated enough without being mysteriously married to Oceanion's most intimidating CEO.
The clerk adjusted her glasses, brow furrowing as she studied her screen. "According to our records, this certificate is absolutely authentic. You were both registered as legally married on May 18th, five years ago."
The air left my lungs in a rush. "That's impossible."
"There must be some mistake," Arthur added, his voice tight.
The woman shook her head. "No mistake, Mr. Sterling. The system shows your marriage was properly registered with both parties present. The signatures match our records."
"May I see the signatures?" I asked.
