Picking Up The Pieces

⚠️ Will contain a lot of fluff and possible smut⚠️

"So tell me." He said, starting the truck and started to pull out of the driveway.

"When I was, I think, 10. My parents decided I would have an arranged marriage with my dad's bosses kid." I told him fiddling with my seat belt as I put it on.

"That was Liam. At first he wanted nothing to do with me, we were forced to hang out for a majority of my teens. By the time I was 15, Liam confessed in front of our parents at dinner."

"Said he wanted to marry me. I couldn't turn him down. Not in front of my parents at least. I said yes. And mom made the arrangements for Liam and I to get our own house.

Moxy was quiet the entire time listening closely to the words I said. I could see him start to piece things together slowly.

"So once he realized you couldn't leave he changed?" He asked slowly.

I made a face because it was true.

"He was alright in the beginning. But once the monthly visits turned into a yearly to none type of thing, that's when things fell apart." I said

"That's a dick move. ." Moxy muttered under his breath.