Chapter 11

Violet's POV

2 days were left for marriage. I am becoming depressed. The thought of marrying someone you don't even know properly is ridiculous.

His actions were horrifying, I don't think I could confront someone like him anymore, he trembles my very soul, there’s no redemption from the trap I have fallen into.

‘What do I do now? Please someone help me…’

“Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!” I wanted to cry out loud, sob my agony out, my pain, my powerlessness out but it would only be worthless. just like my struggles.

‘Why is he after me? Why me? I'm sure there are more beautiful women out there. So why me? What's so great in me? Why does he desire me? What is our comparison in the first place?’

My thoughts which are giving me great dejection were interrupted as Mum entered the room.

“Violet, Love.” She called me softly. She closed the door behind her and handed over something to me.

"What's that?" I asked, sitting up, my eyes were devoid with no