Arranged {Ominis Gaunt x Sebastian Sallow x MC}

{Part 11}

Ophelia Gaunt, POV
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So I'm a Gaunt now.

When I envisioned myself getting married, I had always pictured it being Sebastian who stood by my side. Not Ominis Gaunt.

My mind grappled around our exchanged nuptials from two days ago which I had limited memory of; the overwhelming arc of my new reality hitting me; that I was legally married.

I sat alone in the confines of Ominis and I's empty home; the home that would normally be filled with love and light from the newly wed couple; however it was filled with cold and lonely tones. Ominis barely stayed here.

The echoes of last nights heated argument reverberated in my mind. The adrenaline from the confrontation still pulsed through my veins. I couldn't believe that I had reached such a breaking point, resorting to violence against against Ominis.

My mind fluttered around Ominis, with his controlling demeanor and rigid expectations. But the way he had the knife pressed to my throat last night had me feeling things I shouldn't have. Risk. Danger. Excitement?

I blamed it on the fact that he had suffocated my spirit since the moment I entered the manor.

This marriage, forced upon me by his duty, had become a prison from which I longed to escape. I wanted my freedom back. I wanted my life with Sebastian back.

It would only be a matter of time before Ominis would force me to bear his children, despite him promising not to force himself on me.
And I still couldn't wrap my head around the idea of us making a child together.
Combining our DNA together to no doubt create something so powerful in such an innocent beings body was preposterous to me.
I intended on asking Ominis about his plan for when I needed to endure this encounter, as it would be the final blow of my relationship with Sebastian.

With this moment alone and the manor wrapped up in complete silence, I intended on seeing Sebastian.

I yearned to confront Sebastian, to seek forgiveness for my unwitting betrayal in my marriage to Ominis, but I feared the pain that such a confrontation would bring.

It had been days since I saw him and we hadn't spoken since my wedding to Ominis. I prayed that he didn't hold a grudge against me for following through with the contract, and now this unbreakable vow.

I began sneaking through the halls, being extremely careful as to not run into any of the Gaunt family members as I descended down the narrow staircase leading to the dungeon beneath the manor.

My heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and fear.

The torchlight flickered ominously against the cold stone walls, casting long shadows that danced with every step I took.

I had finally reached the bottom, as I quickly  approached the heavy iron bars that separated Sebastian from I. My beloved.

His once vibrant eyes now held a glimmer of exhaustion and despair, his clothes disheveled and his face gaunt from days spent in captivity.

"Sebastian," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the stillness of the dungeon, tears streamed down my face from the sight of hun.
At the sound of my voice, he lifted his head, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes.