Bound by an arranged marriage,
Rose Francis and Devin Keller are forced to work and live together. She has secretly loved him since she was little but he firmly believes that she hates him just as much he hates her.
At one point everything will c...
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It's been a week since I got married to him.
I'm living alone in this house for a week. I'm not even surprised that he left for a vacation to Italy, I think. That's what Uncle Ross has said.
I knew this would happen, I knew he wouldn't like the idea of getting married. Especially to me. But can I blame him?
No one would like to marry the girl they hate.
I keep my eyes closed as I think about all this.
The morning came early, it was just night some hours ago.
Everyday is the same, I eat and sleep.
I get up and leave the bed. I come out of my room and a strong unpleasant smell hits my face like a slap.
Smoke. Cigarettes smoke.
So he's back. And he's smoking.
And the smoke is lingering all around the house.
Within seconds my eyes starts to sting.
I make my way downstairs and that's when I see him. Sitting on the couch, crossed-leg.
"Put out the cigarette" I say with a cough. "You know I am irritated by cigarettes smoke"
He stays quiet.
"Put it out or go outside" I raise my voice. "It's irritating"
"You're also irritating, why don't you get the hell out of here?" He galres at me.
I ignore him and open the windows. It's getting hard to breathe.
"Stop this." I say.
He puts the cigarette out. Phew.
Fresh air meets my face and I feel better.
I'm not allergic to cigarettes smoke but I can't tolerate it. My eyes stings and gets teary. It gets hard to breathe. My dad stopped smoking because of that.
I won't talk to this jerk. I remind myself.
I turn away from him and go upstairs again. I change into something nice.
Since he's back, my parents and his parents are going to come today.
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The dinner is ready. I am ready. He's asleep.
The doorbell rings and I open the door. I greet them.
"How are you?" Mom asks. What should I say to her?
"I'm fine, mum" I say.
I take them to the dining table and we all sit.
"Where's devin?" Uncle asks.
"He's asleep" I say. Pretending I don't care.
"What?" Aunt Evelyn says. "It's the first family dinner after the wedding, and he's sleeping? Let me get him"
She gets up and go upstairs. God, this is so awkward.
When did my aunt become my mother in law? And my uncle my father in law?
With so much anxiety in me, my fingers touch my earrings like they always do.
Why are we all pretending that everything's the same as before? They are acting like it is a normal marriage.
