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Arranged Marriage With A Wolf Chapter 22

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Arranged Marriage With A Wolf Chapter 22

Recap

I feel so guilty. I don't deserve love, I don't deserve the best man in the Earth, Sean.

My sobs grow even harder before I scream so loud and after that, I don't remember it anymore as the sobs become a lullaby to me.

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"Honey, are you ready to wake up?" Mom whispers smoothly but it still wakes me up.

I open my heavy puffy eyes and see my gloomy room. Its curtain hasn't been open yet and make it gloomier. I moan and shrink again, "Emh, what time is it?"

"Emmm..." She glances at the clock on the bedside table, "It's eight forty three. You want to get up?"

My hand pulls my blanket and covers my face, "No, Mom. Later."

She doesn't ask more and just strokes my back before walks out.

I really need time for my problem. If what I'm going through now is a movie and I'm watching it, this is the perfect time when I would yelled to the screen, 'Dumb girl! Go to your man and just kiss him or... Or... Hug him!!! He will definitely melt and forgive you.' But that's from the 'spectator'.

The 'fighter' which is me, the one who endure the pain, would say, "It hurts like hell. You lost the courage and your feet wobble. As much as I want to run and hug him, the guilt and pressure just hold my feet to the ground and the thing that can only be done is crying."

Someone knocks my door and clears his throat. HIS!! It might be Sean! I quickly comb my hair, "Come in!" The door squeaks and I can see Scott's standing there. My body starts to lose breath and energy. I wrinkle in my blanket again, "What is it Scott?"

He greets me carefully, "Hey, sis. Umm. How are you doing? Ready to hit the camp tomorrow?" He grins but I can only glance at him then exhale. In a moment, the grin fades and Scott starts to be anxious. He's holding himself not to say something clumsy to the fragile sister.

"Hey, Spence!" Drew peeps from the doorway. His honest cheerful smile kind of bright me up, "Can I come in?"

"Yeah. Sure." I said and I realize that my voice is scratchy. I sob too much last night.

He walks in and stands next to "Thank you, Shrek... Umph..." He close his mouth and Scott pushes him. I don't feel offended, mad or just annoyed. I feel nothing.

After a little pause, Scott shows his hand that's kept behind his body from the start. He has his super cool iPod speaker that I had always wanted to borrow - of course he doesn't let me to. I look up to him with a hopeful stare. This speaker erase the memory of the fight and things. Scott smiles sheepishly, "Umm, I thought this might help. I'm going with this puss in boot to the practice. So, I'll leave it here. You can use it for some time." He puts it on the bedside table.

I know this is hard for him. He had never lent it to me! Not even unplugging it!

I stare at him with thankful and sweet gaze, "Thank you, Scott. I love you so much."

"Oh, wait. Do you have tissue?" Drew joked and Scott just softly hit his back. They burst into laugh but I smile, "Okay, siblings. We have to go."

They take turn stroking - messing - my hair and walk out of my room. I plug the speaker to the socket and my iPod to the speaker. I shuffled the songs and Secondhand Serenade's Your Call.