Chapter 40. Guilt

Total of sixteen men were they. In her whole life, since she had been forced into this prostitution, she had faced thirty two men in total one of them was dead and the first one of them was, Ayaan. Someone whom she would never forget.

These sixteen had the hand of where she was now. Scared and trapped. Lonely and unloveable. Numb and dead.

"But I'm not any other man," he stated.

"But you, I-"

"So you don't want me to be close to you,"

"No, no, it's nothing like that,"

"Or you haven't accepted me as your husband?" he suddenly striked.

The question hit her, hard as she began to give it a thought. And she realized, he was right. Despite the sacred bond they were bonded in she hadn't accepted this marriage or him as her husband. That was why his touch also felt foreign to her. Just like those other men.

The marriage was based on a lie but the relationship was true. She was his wife, his woman and he, her husband. Still her heart, stru