The Mate He Hates

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ed down the stairs, tears fell freely on my cheek, and I didn't bother to wipe them off. Soon, I would be

d by the women, and then we arrived at the sitting room, where I noticed a few guests were seated. The veil was transparent, allowing me to

th panting breath, I looked his way and noticed he had a blank look on his face, which would make it

the first to put the ring on my finger, and after that, it was my turn. With shaky hands, I put the ring on his finger, and a loud clap erupted from the crowd. There were great cheers and laug

" he accused me, and I shook my head as tears fell freely on my cheeks. "You!" He yelled and gripped both of my arms. "You will pay for what you did; you wil

, No," I yelled with tears, "Please, I am innocent. I didn't do it." I pleaded,

ened the door and forced me in while the two men sat beside me. "Please, I didn't do it," I pleaded with them, but they paid deaf ears to me and asked the driver to mo

at he was going to do to me; I feared that he was going to kill me or do something worse to me. Throughout the journey, I kept crying, but I woul

ed, and the car drove in. Curious about where I was, I looked outside through the window and realized we were in a m

rvants staring at me with confusion in their eyes, but none dared to stop the men or ask them where they were taking me. They pulled me up the stairs,

after them; I was already exhausted, so I just fell to the cold ground and began to sob. As I sobbed, my whole body shook with pain. I was in so much pain; fi

rted me and told me what to do, but unfortunately,

n death. I wondered who would have killed her in such a brutal man

g throughout the day. Suddenly, I heard a click on the door, and then I quickly sat up. The door open

scary thoughts filled my head, and the thought scared me. We reached a door, and they knocked before opening the door, pulling me into the room with them and throwing me on the cold floor. My buttocks hit the hard floor, and I