This is a story of a not so happily married couple...Woah, hold up this is my story I think I should be able to write this thing.
Let's just start with my name, it is kind of odd so no laughing. My name is Francesca Merrily Chase.
Ok, well let's just say I was promised to a young, rich, bachelor so my grandfather could get out of debt. I know, they never do think about the kid, do they? Our family lived a luxurious life, well my parents did at least. We were on different sides of the house or they were traveling. The only true mother I really had was my nanny, Heather. So when I was to turn 22, I had to be sent off to who-knows-where to get married to a guy, I had never even met.
Hey I wasn't that bad was I?
Butt out, this is my story you just so happen to be in it, now shut up. After we got married, he just wants to get back to working all day and we lived on separate sides of the house...wait, more like a mansion. He told me that he didn't want to be married any more then I did and he was right. Back home, I had a steady, loving boyfriend, tons of good friends, and a Heather, but here all I had was the lifeless staff and rooms with cold dark walls, or so I thought.
Francesca, you are making me sound like a cold-hearted, douche bag.
What did I say about talking? Now keep quiet or I'll set Spencer on you. The man I was "married" to was no other than the proud owner of the "Jackson & Reed: Law Firm." The man's name was Scott Andre Jackson. He was known for his brutality in the courtroom.
Francesca, I think you have said enough. People still have to want to read the book.
Ok...one last thing. There was no way out of this marriage, so I just had to live through it. I never knew when the beast would come after me or if I would li-
Ok, Francesca, you've done it now. I'm not that bad. Now come here.
You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon?
Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull.
So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me.
Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted.
"Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his.
"W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel.
"Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before.
So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why?
Well, shit happens.
*this book is unedited