My eyes are red and puffy from crying. I'm dressed in a grey dress, ready to be sold off like a piece of furniture. My life had take a wicked turn in a split second. I walk to the balcony as soon as I hear a car arrive. I look down from the balcony. It had to be him, Carrington. As though he can feel my eyes on him, he looks up. Our eyes meet. I look away and retreat.

**

"I'm glad you made the right decision." Judith says, barging into my room. I look at her, anger and pure disgust in my eyes.

"Shall we? We mustn't keep him waiting."

"Where is my father? Does he know what you've done?"

"Your husband to be is waiting, Princess."

*

As I arrive downstairs, the first person I see is a tall, well built man. He looked like he was in his late twenties. He had blue eyes, and was blonde, just like me. He has a blank expression on his face. He must be Carrington.

"Shall we?" The man accompanying Carrington asks.

"We shall." Judith responds, leading everyone into the study. I feel betrayed. I want to cry, but I control myself.

the day, I'm of the opinion that both parties are aware and

I'm shaking, and I can feel the tears spilling out of my eyes. Judith

"Yes." I finally respond.

Ms. Richardson here, to be your

him, annoyed. I look away. It was so easy

Richardson, do you accept Mr. Carrington to be your lawfully wedded

my hand through my

I close my eyes, remembering Rocky's touch, his lips on mine— how could I

she was ready, Mrs.

"I do." I respond.

"She is!" Judith answers.

can sign

by the state, I pronounce you husband

****

be best if you take whatever you want to

off. He grabs my arm. He chuckles softly. "I beg your pardon? We are married, and I don't intend on living apart

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