I felt so heartbroken. I felt like I was betrayed. The first time in my life I loved someone and that's what happened to me. Just what sin have I committed that life is punishing me like this? Is it my fault that I love him dearly? That I want to be loved by him. Am I nothing but a burden?
It stabs my heart to remember all the agony I have felt. Is that why he is hating me that much; to cancel the marriage. To free himself from this cursed marriage.
I looked at him. His eyes are fixed on the road. This is what he always wanted. What he is trying to achieve in all these past 10 months. His eyes are still the same. Cold.
"You should have told me that our marriage is a contract. I would have left you on the very first day. Heck, I didn't even agree to marry you." I said, glaring at him. He grit his teeth as we stopped at the red signal. He lowered his head and whispered in a croaked voice,
