pte

re's

eyes. It was as if my soul had left my body already and

had once glimpsed from who I thought was "Mine". Yet, my love and compassion for Xavier only wax stronger and stronger, like a d

e around Xavier. Convinced in my inner being that I could bring back the spark of affection and vulnerability that onc

could not contain my thoughts. My thoughts spin with more possibil

himself from the pain and unreadiness of our arranged marriage. Maybe, yes! Maybe I could find a solution or

to Xavier was fruitless. All the strategies put in place by me w

me. It was as if Thaila was gaseous and happened to exist in an atmosphere where one can't breathe witho

st at its peak. The presence of Thaila around Xavier was detrimental to me. And the mor

mured to myself. My self-control was gradually lea

comprehend but question what my eyes saw. Is there more to their relationship than what I a

hate me, or was there

much uncertainty and doubt. I was prisoned in the thought of

seduc

ommunicate and get closer to Xavier were an

towards me was a barric

r, I couldn't help it but turned to m

idea that one needs bold

se

ggestion coming. I w

detests my sight fall fo

uer

o response from

a try. Anything to save my marriage

a assisted me

and had my makeup done. My dress was

e my way in the narrow hallway of the mansio

t time. Gradually, I opened the door to Xavier's study and ste

it but got lost as he looked into my revealing attire. But I could not really tell if his

ried authoritatively but i

. I put my arms around him, allowing my breasts in contact with his chest

how unmoved and unimpressed he was

e said, his voice was s

nterested,

wallowed up by the ground. My prid

!" I exclaimed,

d have been magical, even

ances were cutting deep as

character in your fath

ess without h

I had just heard from who I th

tears like the clouds

f Xavier's study, feeling like I had

round. I literally felt like the world had lost i

didn't even move to help me. Instead, he returned to his tab

m the ground as I found my way out of the study

s were running t

y self-worth, my meekness, m

halia, staring from the hall