chapter 9

Chapter 9

Mara's POV

I just stared at the ground, looking at the pieces of the white flimsy material of my veil on the ground. Tears were threatening to fall again. It's like a never-ending cycle of me being weak and pathetic.

"You don't even deserve to wear that dress on your wretched body. I could strip you of that dress if I wished to. Because in case you don't know or you don't know yet, I have the power to do whatever I want with you," he said quietly in my ears.

He turned to leave, leaving me ashamed and embarrassed of myself. That was when I snapped.

"Well, I didn't ask for all of this. I didn't ask for you to get married to me, so if you think for one minute that you own me just because you forcefully made me marry you, then you are wrong!"

I stepped closer to him, my tears brimming close, but I refused to let them fall.

"You want to strip me?" I stretched out my hands. "Come on, what are you waiting for?”

I didn't really know what I was saying, but when he looked at me wit