Chapter 1: Yours...Mine...Ours?

Jesse stumbled out of bed on Saturday morning and made his way over to the coffee machine. He blinked his eyes heavily as he entered the living room area. It had been several weeks since the fire, and almost a month since Jen had painted the walls of the apartment, but Jesse still couldn't get used to the color combination that his art-historian bride had picked out for the place. She'd painted the walls a deep burgundy color, and then painted the ceiling periwinkle blue. Jen had tried to explain to him about choosing opposite colors on color wheels, and how the warm walls seemed more...