SECOND CHANCE: A Runaway Bride
AH'S
ounding harder like it would explode soon. The thoughts of what their reactions would be like scar
a whisper and took deep breaths. Calming every fiber in me.
ghty but stopped what they were doing as soon
ra asked as she dropped her legs
sorry." I a
weren't naked else, a death sentence straight up. Even with the way they looked at me.
re." Theodore cursed as he
out apologizing again
me upset the more!" He sh
come in. But its my life an
ora asked while arranging he
to tell them how I feel. It's better to say it now or forever I will
d with her tone a bi
d off almost immediately and I lowered m
get married to that man. He is too old and rude. All my life I
row and got up. He picked his w
raised his hand to hit me but was stopped by C
your marriage to Mr. Hilton?" She as
an't b
she followed with a fo
married..." Yet to finish my sent
ose to repay us." I kept receiving aggressive slaps from her. She also
bbed my hair so tight, pulli
are a nobody and you will remain so."
painful
on my hair. And on the wooden chair near, she bang
did, "You will get married to him or e
n't just saying. Also knowing what she is capabl
ry him." I said loud
away to join her husband who was sitting on the e
since then, I dare not to dust off diets when around them. I quickly opened the door to leave when I heard Theodor
? What could it be? What are they hiding and
ears. Theodore and Cora adopted me, at first I was being loved and cared for but after the birth
n coming for my hand in marriage were humiliated. Some didn't want to let go but
oom, I bumped into Steph
um and dad angry as usual."
rgue so, I began to move aw
me. I am still talking." She sa
to come out. I looked up at he
't. The worst thing I can do is hurt her. They would ki
ou want?"
lood." She said and started laughing
the bathroom to check out my face. And there I saw a sk
. It was bound to happen after the long pulling of my hair. She even
m tired of everything.
lothes. Not like I have any fancy one. I took a bedsheet I hanged on the small rope in the room and spread it on the ground. Then, folded s
upstairs. Maybe they wanted me out of their lives. I couldn't stop the tears
stions kept ringing in my head, "Why me? Why can't I be happy?