June, 1996
Sandra's P.O.V
I looked at him in terror. My arms still felt him pushing on me, and my body still felt his on top of mine.
"You didn't give me a choice Sandra. Since the day I meet you you told me to be patient and I could not help my self with all your screaming."
I kept my eyes steady on the floor. I can't believe my honeymoon had gone so wrong. What kind of man did I marry? He never showed this aggression when we first stared dating.
As I kept my thought to myself, I looked up and noticed he stepped out of the room. My body still shaking and my mind trying to erase the memory I slowly started falling asleep.
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Prisoner
RomanceSandra married wealthy, the way her father had always wanted. She never feel in love with the man she married, for she had a past relationship that had been broken years ago. And now, she was his prisioner.
