38. Joining breakfast

Brielle Clarke

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I had a lot of decisions to make so I was not surprised when I didn’t have a wink of sleep last night. While I thought about the situation of my family, most of my thoughts revolved around the man that had sworn to keep me as his.

I had a hard time deciding what to do about him. It was not like I could just shut down my feelings or my attraction to him. Hell, I could not stop myself from getting wet at the sight of him.

I wanted him to touch me so desperately that I even found myself pathetic.

I could not fathom how my mind worked. I hated him but I wanted him. And I wanted to have him.

Living with my family, I was not allowed to leave the house until I was twenty. I never got to have the kind of fun my siblings did. I never got to do what I wanted. It was always what my father or my mother or my siblings wanted. It was never about me.

Now, I was free from their shackles and I was able to do what I wanted. It sounded shallow but at the moment, what I wanted was Ma