Chapter 18. What the Deal Entails

Ayana’s POV

But forget all that; I am Ayana Salma! I agreed to be bended once, and I am deeply paying for my being weak and not being able to make a wise decision back then. I am regretting not being able to stand up for myself once. And now they want to do it yet again. No hell way that is happening!

They arranged me for marriage without my consent, and to top it all, they are calling it a favor? Selling me off like an object, like trash, is a favor?

“When you are done thinking, come to the mansion so that we can start the preparations. You need a lot of work to fit in as the bride of such a distinguished family. You have to look like a De Mario on that day!” I turn to the appalling face of my mother, confusion and disbelief decorating my face. Having made themselves crystal clear, I only managed to get a slight glimpse of their faces as they turned towards the door.

Are they really serious about this madness? They have really sold me off to some devi