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home or domestic abuse, but I still cannot help but wonder w

al

o mention

not. Well, maybe a little bit. But that is because wh

erson to blame: the o

as one of the biggest mistake

ing which I clearly don’t want to do. It is only because of her clevernes

ends, or my so-called dearest husband, I am trapped here in Humm

neymoon

ing a variety of foods, and clicking tonnes of pictu

a red cap on my head covering my chocolate brown hair, which is not confined with any kin

ng me, sitting with me, and enjoying this delicious beverage on our lovely honeymoon. The

a meeting. A god damn mee

ratch ev

y so-called husband and CEO of Carter’s Enterprise, is busy with his work. And me being me, stupi

you a

dmother emotionally blackmailed me into marrying this idiotic workaholic jerk wh

d our marriag

dding,

’s office. But the universe, however, was not on our side. It had an idea of its own. Everyon

It was simply to let me know about our so-called honeymoon, aka a business trip to Hummington Town. Frankly, it sounded more like

o indulge in my typical pastime: reading a book and filling the silence with music. Mind you, the book was very

n as we arrived at our destination, he wore his invi

o lie and preten

I allowed my tears to flow for a few minutes, stayed depressed for another few, walked around like a zombie fo

ur grandmother's conspiracy, so why the hell should

not

ent from my best friend,

my own. All alone with no com

ravel alone, let alone explore. So,

ack. Maybe a stan

at the

suite alone for another day. I would have died of boredom, and it’s not like Just

ps!! Now Fiona Carter does

rriage,