I looked up at the star filled night sky as the tears I had been holding back poured out of my eyes uncontrollably. My life changed in an blink of an eye so to say. Two months ago, two months ago I was just a normal teenage girl going into womanhood. Now I am the wife to the one and only Triumph heir. I didn't want this nor did he. He, my husband. Well only legally so to say. Zephyr Zeus Triumph weds Evangelique Diamond Thornton. No one in their wildest dreams would have ever imagined a girl like me getting married to him. He was every woman's fantasy and desire. His eyes, oh his killer eyes that make my breathing heavy everytime that I get to look at them, which has only been 2 times so far. He was the notoriously infamous, multimillionaire womanizer that girls like me should stay away from and guys like him disliked. Heck, even I wouldn't have thought or imagined of such a drastic change in my life. But life is full of surprises and it never goes as planned. My life from being a straight perfectly paved road had suddenly took the worst twists and turns. I wasn't given a choice and neither was he. Our families forced us in matrimony as a deal sealer to the amalgamation of the Diamond and Triumph empire. I knew he never liked me, no man was ever attracted to me. I don't know was it because of my father's overprotectiveness of constantly surrounding me with guards or was I really not beautiful at all. Our marriage was a deal, nothing but a contract or a piece of paper as he called it. But the way he treated me and acted with me in the very few times we were forced to be together, had proved that he knew something that I didn't. Sometimes I just give up and let myself believe that it's nothing but the fact that he genuinely hates me. As I was just settling down as a newly wed, my life took a turn again. For the better or worst, I have yet to find out myself.

The first time Mel saw Dean was in an elective class called Madness in Literature. He had been sitting a few rows down in his green parka, writing furiously into his notebook. Something about him made her stop and stare, and it felt like she hasn't looked away since. But there is a reason why Dean seldom comes to class. And why he seems reluctant to be her friend. And why he disappears for ages with answering her messages. Mel would have been bothered by all of it, except that she doesn't care. When it comes to Dean, she was willing to overlook a lot of things. This is a short story about two young people trying to find themselves and instead stumbling upon love.

It's been a month since Darcy had witnessed her mother's murdering. She had finally decided to go back to school but that might have been a bad mistake. Rumors spread and secrets are kept. The ones she thought she could trust, hurt her the most.