A dream was hope, fantasy, or a goal. It wasn't supposed to be reality. If it was, Miracle wouldn't call it a dream. Being married to the man she loved since she was sixteen was a far-fetched reality to woke up to, especially if she remembered getting wasted at the fact he was marrying someone else tomorrow. How come his vows were sworn to her? Vows so far from the dream she wished just never came true.

Death was time, curse, or the credence of life. But for Amaris, it was a gift. The last of her love. Before she ended it all, she wanted at least to experience something. An open heart wished. She just tried. And like a gift returned, the man she randomly asked to marry her simply agreed to do so.

No one knows Renessa behind the practiced smile she always wears and all the perfect names they call her. No one understands that under her skin, the past claws her deep, unable to let her go. No one can make her open up. No one can have her. Except, he did. His pursuit reached her sanctuary. His confessions replaced the voices in her head. His caresses hushed her fears. His lips kissed her scars, even unknowingly. He had her completely. For the first time, she was free and happy. They have the life they wanted. But having is one thing - holding onto it is another.

Cel