Chapter 20. Freya

It's the shoes fault.

It's my heel's fault. It's not my fault nor can I accuse those house-cleaning strenuous tasks. If I hadn't worn cruel heels, my back ache and my legs wouldn't have gone this severe and I wouldn't have embarrassed myself in front of people. I hate taking Rafe's help.

I decide to take a break from Mom and Dad's endless guests and give rest to my sore parts. Even my jaws are hurting due to constant stretching of my lips. I've been smiling for hours literally and this party is still nowhere near the end.

Sitting at the empty table, I throw my head on it and heave a sigh of relief, relaxing my burning lungs.

Apart from pains, something else is troubling me too. I'm missing Benjamin.

No matter how much I convince myself to hate him, that he doesn't deserve to be remembered, still I am imagining myself with him here today.

What if I had married to him?

Then he