“Hey wake up” I heard his voice. Did I hear concern in his voice? Why was everything blank anyways?
I felt cold hands on my arms, shaking me. I slowly opened my eyes to see a very angry Damian.
He sighed. “The next time you run off, its over.” He said and helped me up. I looked down and saw the bloody hole I fell into. Who digs a hole in the middle of a path?
We walked all the way to the house with him grumpy and mumbling how stupid I was. The sky went from sunny morning to a grey dark.
“Shit” my husband stopped in front of me and I bumped right on his back. He was looking up “It’s going to rain” he said and turned to me.
“I trust you have enough energy to run?” he asked and I nodded. By the time we reached the house however, we were both soaked.
I walked immediately to my room and headed for a warm bath. It was nice to soak in bubbly warm water after being in the dirt and running though my feet hurt like hell after my fall.
I stared at the ceiling, wondering again, about my life. A month ago I was a graduate and now I am on my honeymoon. I shook my head. Was I in some kind of movie?
Suddenly the lights went off and it was pitch dark in the bathroom. I froze in the water. I could not see anything and it must be around 1 in the evening.
What the hell do I do? Scream for help? Help from my husband?
Before I could think of anything, I heard a knock on my door.
“You ok?” came his irritated voice.
“Uhmm what happened?” I asked, I definitely cannot tell him I am scared of the dark.
“The lights went off.” He said as though I should have known. Of course I know dumbass! I wanted to shout.
“There’s a cyclone. While the privacy of this island is its attraction, it’s a disadvantage in times like this. No electrician is willing to come in this weather” he said. I sighed.
Cool! No electricity meant no lights, no heater. And the weather was getting worse.
“You need light in there?” he asked and I nodded, then realise he could not see me.
“Yeah, just leave it by the door” I said and he opened the door, placed the candle on the floor and closed the door again.
I sighed and got up, dried myself and wrapped myself in the bathrobe. I took the candle and walked towards the kitchen area. I was actually starving…but then, there was no electricity in which to cook.
“Hungry?” I heard his voice from behind. I jumped when all I saw was a dark silhouette. He was walking about in the dark!
“Yeah” I said and he asked me to sit down. Unlike this morning, he was making food. “Do you always run away like that?”
“Only when people are over bearing” I stated. I know I was being irritating, but I was cold, my feet hurt and there was no damned light.
I sighed. “Am sorry. It was just too much to handle”
“The honeymoon?” he asked then scoffed. “I have enough models to keep me entertained. I really am not going to pounce on you” he said and though this was all a contract, it did hurt a bit to hear him say that. Oh well, I am no beauty why would he want me anyways!
“No, it’s since the wedding, my mother…everything in general” I said truthfully. I kept everything bottled inside and it suddenly came bursting out when we had that argument.
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My Arranged Marriage
RomanceWhat happens when a very ordinary girl suddenly learns that she is the firstborn and direct descendant of a very powerful family? What happens when she is forced to marry her 'family's enemy, the McMillan's only son? This is the story of Demetria Di...