Meeting the Beast . Charlotte's p.o.v

I was no longer the author of my own story, the pen was in the hands on someone else and I had to helplessly watch as they wrote whatever they wanted.

I even thought I had a better a past than the hell bent future awaiting for me. I had to press myself for more trouble ahead, my emotions and opinions were not as important as I had earlier thought.

The uncertainty of the creepy experience after the wedding almost made my heart freeze with fear. If only death was an option at that crucial point I could have welcomed it with my two wide arms.

Abigael and Bella were two individuals with strange personalities I hated the most. I still couldn't understand if they made a choice in their right minds to get married to that beast. Nothing was adding up at all..

My tears didn't even move them, even as my heart shrunk with immense pain they thought I was faking my tears to get away with what they thought was my a atrocity.

I hated each and every moment in their presence, I wished something could