Chapter 8. Bitter

I did not go back to see Dad after I had walked out due to anger. I made sure Agnes, the maid in charge of Dad, kept me updated about his health. Even though I was mad, I was still scared of anything happening while I wasn’t there.

I was currently lying on my bed, where I had been since I walked out of Dad’s room. I was starving because I had been too angry to eat anything yesterday, and now I was suffering as a result of my poor decisions.

The movie I had been watching now seemed uninteresting as I remembered that I would be getting married to a man that I had never seen. I tossed my phone to the side and rolled on my back so I was staring at the star-decorated ceiling above me.

"Marriage may not be one of the things that I had obsessed about or knew what I wanted when it came to the topic, but it still didn’t mean that I wanted to marry just anyone.

I was considering being single for the rest of my life and just adopting a kid or two so I wouldn’t end up al