DID YOU EVER(arranged marriage)

CHAPTER 26

Melissa POV

True to his word, he sat me down on my bed and handed me a cup of black tea. I snatched the cup from his hands and refused to give a word of thanks out of pettiness. Groaning incoherently, I placed the cup on the blue saucer and then on the bedside table.

This isn't exactly how I pictured my night going.

I then shifted my attention to him as he took a seat beside me on the bed and took a long sip of the hot tea. I glared at him and silently insulted his ability of casually drinking tea that was that hot.

Ever been pissed at someone so much that their breaths become irritating? Yeah that was exactly how I was feeling.

''You look silly'' He suddenly told me and gave me the second blank stare of the night.

''Says the one sipping on their tea as though it wasn't over a thousand degrees'' I exaggerated, snickered loudly and crossed my legs.

''The yells from earlier.... that direct attack you made on me whilst I was only trying to drive us home safely...what was that for if I may ask. All I did was to tell you that I would get you a dress, the best dress for someone in high society such as yourself and you suddenly somehow, one way or another made me look like a horrible person. You mind explaining that?" He rather calmly put forward but I was ready to rip him up to shreds.

''You spoke wrongly on my strength and I got mad for that. Well I can't entirely blame you because you grew up with a freaking silver spoon in your mouth and I grew up with an abusive and manipulative father who always told me straight to my face that my brother deserved to live instead of me.'' I calmly tried to voice out the reasons why I got pissed and he quietly listened, his eyes fixed on me.

''Go on'' he urged me.

''When I went out with my father to those events, I would always hear the same blasted comments being whispered in the room'' My voice cracked as I delivered that sentence and my chest tightened as a burning sensation coursed through my upper mid region.

I thought I was over that experience but I guess it still haunts me.

''It's fine, allow yourself to feel and then allow yourself to let it go'' He uttered and softened his gaze on me.

''Thanks'' I whispered and took soft breaths.

''So now....talk to me'' He said softly and I gave him a soft smile. I felt the anger that had built up in me slowly shrug off and that was when I admitted I just needed someone to vent to.

''So his properties go to that thing following him around like some dog? How pathetic! Well he doesn't have much left since he lost more than 70% of his clients as he went through that breakdown. See how scrawny and ugly she looks, just like her mother. Is he tagging her along to get her married to those old men for money? How pathetic.'' I mocked their voices and ended with a groan.

''One thing my father taught me was to persevere and be strong and I have been doing that all my life but has anyone ever stopped to think that those who act all strong are probably losing it deep down. And that maybe when we answer that oh I'm fine we are actually not?'' I stopped to blink away the tears that were forming in my eyes and took a long sip of the tea, mentally appreciating how pleasant it tasted.

''I guess when you spoke of strength I kind of lost it cause I'm tired of hearing that word over and over again. Can I just breath for a second without being told I am overexaggerating or playing a victim card?"

''Yes, you can.'' He quickly replies and moves a bit closer to me, taking my hands in his and brushing it softly. I stared at his hands with the wedding ring glistening in the moon light as hhis fingers softly brushed my skin.