POV: Grace Baltazar
I sat down at the back of the driver's seat. Waiting for the car to finally reach the house. In my mind, it's been going back and forth about what I was going to do about Louie's offer. My heart is telling me not to accept it because marriage is something you do with someone you love. I did love Louie once but I'm over that now.
However, my logic is telling me that this is the best course of action due to our unfortunate situation. I mean it's just a few months or a year that we'll be married. He did say that's temporary, but why do I have this bittersweet feeling in my mind. This feeling that I'm being used again just for his personal gain.
"We're here sir." I hear the driver, calling out to me. Bursting my thought bubble.
"Oh! Right! Thank you so much. I'll go ahead and go inside now. Anyways, here." I handed him the chamomile tea I ordered at the cafe. It should make him relax for the night.
