ia's

I patted Saphia's back. She had be

ast day at Betty's. I couldn't leave without a proper goodbye. Betty h

e yummy desserts

Saphia, I'm just

ose. "I wish I could go with you, b

randed dresses I couldn't afford. He said a "King's wife" needed to look

me-was I making a mistake? Would I ruin his life?

the aisle. "Tell me about his

. He's a perfectionist now. Everyth

hocked. The Ethan I knew co

ious. Yo

uld he react? Would he hug me, or would he be angry? A b

ck - Hi

ear. Strong arms wrapped around me

ushing him back. "We're at

s eyes full of love. "Ever

n the middle of the campus last

he way those guys were ogling y

ped my book and wrapped my arms around his neck, lost in the momen

," I giggled. "Wha

ry time. "We're going to a movie. I thought a li

ams next w

my nose playfully. "I booked the bac

ready... you know. Doing things behind h

door for me. "Your mom is cool, Oli

ce! You really th

me onto his lap. He kissed me so hard it left me breathless. W

hat? I love you so much

t's not just a

s heart. It was beating fast. "This h

chest, listening to t

arents," he boasted. "They'

ing that even then, he w

d of destiny, I found myself walking toward him to be wed. I knew Ethan would be happy to see me-the love of his life.

ing him the love he deserved. I don't know what happened to change him so drastically, but I will be dedicated to doing everything right

ped down from the jet. We passed through the receiving area where his driver was waiting, and

n?" I asked him, noticing him fro

profoundly sad. "

m. I had loved them as my own parents. "Wha

id, wiping away the tears that unconsciously slipped from my eyes. "Just

ing streets. Soon we reached Dylan's apartment.

" he offered. I smiled at Dy

observing the decor. "You still prefe

ly Ethan has changed, but I am sti

mething to eat before turning in, as tomorrow will be a har

llowed by me. "Don't you have m

come for half the day, as I don't

the food he had

he asked, placing a glas

the last seven years. I also remembered getting bold with Eth

er, he showed me to my room. I placed my luggage down before falling onto the soft, bouncy

me out like a good girl, and

I knew if he caught me this time, he would beat me even harder than

ly close to the closet. I curled myself into a ball to pr

sen his grip. "Leave me!" I yelled pleadingly. Last night I tried to fight him, so he

ng me feel disgusted, before he threw me on the floor and started beating me with a belt. Ten hi

e. It was a dream. Again, a dream like my past. I rubbed my face wi