The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow through the window of Tehila's small room. Shadows danced on the walls, mirroring the turmoil in her heart. She sat on the edge of her bed, tears streaming down her cheeks, each sob a release of the pain that had been building for years. The thought of marrying a man she barely knew felt like a betrayal, yet the idea of freedom from her father's oppressive grip was intoxicating.
"Why does it have to be this way?" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling. The memories of her father's harsh words, her stepmother's cold indifference, and her stepsister's mocking laughter flooded her mind. They had made her life a living hell, and the thought of escaping it was both terrifying and exhilarating.
As she wiped her tears, a flicker of resolve ignited within her. "I can't keep living like this," she murmured, her heart racing. The man who had offered her a way out was a stranger, but he was also her ticket to a life where she could breathe freely, where she could be herself without fear of judgment or abuse.
With a deep breath, she made her decision. "I'll do it," she said aloud, her voice steadying. "I'll marry him. I'll take the money and finally be free."
The next morning, the sun rose with a brightness that felt foreign to Tehila. She dressed in a simple but elegant dress, her heart pounding as she made her way to her father's study. The air was thick with anticipation, and she could feel the weight of her choice pressing down on her
As she entered the study, her stepmother and stepsister were already there, their faces alight with excitement. "You're finally going to do it!" her stepsister exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "I can't believe it!"
Tehila forced a smile, her stomach churning. "Yes, I am," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her stepmother handed her the marriage papers, her eyes gleaming with greed. "Sign here, dear. This is the best decision you could ever make."
Tehila's hand trembled as she took the pen, the weight of her decision crashing down on her. She glanced at her stepmother and stepsister, their eager faces reflecting a future she had never wanted. But as she looked down at the papers, she saw a glimmer of hope—a chance to escape the chains that had bound her for so long.
"AFTER ALL I'LL DIVORCE HIM LATER".....
She took the marriage papers which already had her unknown husband's name and number 😕
""'GOD I HOPE HE'LL COMPLY FOR THE DIVORCE"
She then stared at it and saw LUCIEN PHOENIX
NUMBER....31201020065.
I'LL GIVE THE NUMBER A TRY.... what type of marriage is this that I don't know my own husband nor relations not even his family house... Tehila thought to her self....
With a deep breath, she signed her name, sealing her fate. The moment the ink dried, a wave of relief washed over her, but it was quickly followed by a pang of doubt. Had she made the right choice?
**Author's Note:**
Dear readers, Tehila stands at a crossroads, and her decision has set her on a path filled with uncertainty. Will she find the freedom she longs for, or will her choice lead her into a new kind of captivity? The stakes are high, and the tension is palpable.
Now, I need your help! Should Tehila embrace her new life and trust in her decision, or should she reconsider and seek a way to escape her situation without marrying? Vote below and shape Tehila's destiny! Your choice will determine the next chapter of her journey!