Forced Into Marriage ✓

Chapter 2

The following day I found myself packing in the early morning, trying to ignore the knot in my stomach. Of course I'm going to be worried and unsure about this predicament. I really hope the man I marry will not turn out to be like dad, A man who would have the tendency to resort violent behavior throughout an arranged marriage.

"I'm sorry this has to happen to you." Andrea walked into the room, snapping me out of my thoughts. "I'm sure you can make this work,no matter the situation El."

I glanced up at her, shaking my head. "I hate them Andi. This was all just for the money and you're aware of that." I simply told her.

She sighed."Elly..."

"I don't have a say in this. And I know dad would punish me if I didn't go along with it." I explained, tears shining in my eyes. "Running away will make things even more complicated.

"Her eyes widened."No, don't speak of such things." She placed a hand on my shoulder. "Mom told me this guy is very handsome. She saw him in person."

Handsome or not,I'm still getting married to a stranger. To someone I won't ever love.

"Eleanor!!" I heard a voice from downstairs meaning that it was time to for me leave.

Sighing heavily, I reached for my two suitcases.

"It's time for you to go." Andrea announced glancing at me with great sadness.

"Goodbye Andi,stay safe and out of trouble. I don't know when I'll see you again. I love you... you know that."

" I love you too." She responds.

"Oh I don't want to leave you here alone with them."
I placed my arms around her for a hug. She returned the embrace.

"Don't worry about me. I'll be obedient and keep out of trouble. God's got me. And he's got you too." Andrea blinked back a few more tears. "You take good care of yourself."

It wasn't a question."Yes,of course." Then I waved to her in greeting, and took my suitcases downstairs.

After saying goodbye to my parents, Sandra and I left.
This has never crossed my mind before but it would be very nice to stay in a different house,away from my parents. Especially him... Maybe things would not be so bad. I know that I'll have my freedom at least.

Once we arrived at a luxurious house,I gaped in astonishment.
Oh my.
I'm actually going to stay here? In this extensive, superb house I always use to dream of living in?
I thought to myself as I finally stepped out of the Audi.

How rich is this man?

"What do you think of your new place huh?" Sandra asked with excitement. "It's just as lavish on the inside."
A smile tugged at her lips.

"I love it already." I said with sincerity once we stepped inside.

The living room was charming,filled with lovely decorations. I notice the high arched windows with dark coloured drapes framing it. The kitchen had gray walls,double-glazed windows,allowing daylight to enter. There is a view of the front yard. And the backyard,with its green grass and pretty flowers. Sandra took her time to show me the bedrooms upstairs and the modern tiled bathrooms.

"Sweetheart! Can you please come downstairs? I know you have to go to work soon!" Sandra exclaimed,as I continued to look at my surroundings.

She sat down on the couch,placing her leather bag on her lap. Suddenly I feel very nervous since I'm about to meet her son any minute now. I don't even look presentable in this unflattering old long sleeved black dress,a jacket covering me and some boots. My hair is tied in a childish ponytail.
Not even some gloss...