THIRTY SEVEN

KAREN

I stood, staring at the wedding papers that I was holding. Yes, I had been married to Devon. He came back one day and asked that we should go get a marriage certificate. He didn't say anything about going to marry. Maybe he thinks it's nothing significant.

That morning, he drove me to the court, and our marriage papers were prepared quickly, the whole process done so swiftly. It was nothing like the magnificent wedding that I used to dream of, yet I didn't dare complain, lest he became angry and punished me.

Now, I officially belonged to Devon, and I didn't know if I should be happy or sad. 'Perhaps, it isn't a bad thing, and he might actually change with time,' I thought.

It's already late at night, and all I want is to sleep. These days, I always felt that someone is following me, and it always gives me sleepless nights and caused lots of nightmares for me.

Tonight, Devon wasn't staying in Devon's house because he had trave