s morning to

were" she said with smile on her lips. I s

here? You never co

I don't know about you" she said with

an by that" I said, narro

sband who is now yours, is really good with

o

di

rain from my face.

ve to experience it. I mean yo

o desrve this sort o

erested in him" I managed to

t to be married and be locked away in more than...I

my eyes and trailed

cting? That I'll let you get away wit

I said. Sh

t." I managed wit

l leave when I want to" she said ro

d my tears and

ot married but no, you decided to shove me into marrying him and you come here, do your usual slutty business and parade yourself in front of me. Now Lisa, if you do not

you guys are in love. He doesn't love

once more "or I'

oser" she sa

behind her and c

rrounded by weed. It was almost as if Maverick had a gardener but dismissed him the day I began to live

t Mother and Father forbade is from going to visit her after the demise of grandpa. I never stopped visiting though. My parents are certainly

ing gazes but I just ignored them and walked out of the esta

now I'm acc

ng and familiar. I loved to visit grandma because that was the only real time I felt...at home.

as she pulled me into a hug. Her smile was so

nk onto her worn sofa, the dam broke. My throat tigh

ands. "Like I don't exist there. He... he doesn't even see me. And when

ate cups, her movements slow but steady. The steam

d I tell myself I won't cry, that I'll be stronger next time, but I..." i took in a deep breath and whispered "he brought Lisa, Ma... Lisa who refused to the marriage in the first place. Lisa who ran away and put me in this

crying now, hiccups

me, he wrinkled hand taking hold of my cle

parents and has no manners and regard for anyone but as for Maverick, he may think he has you bond, but a woma

e, small embers glowing agains

pressed in, but it no longer suffocated me completely. Some

ing li

perfect, just the way my parents wanted me but me there kneeling in the soil with dirt under my fingernails, it

I whispered. Maybe I was talkin

ands on my apron, I frowned at the unkn

el

ntos?" The voice was bri

y stomac

tted with a severe heart attack. You are listed as her o

ng can slipped from my hands, spillin

, my voice cracking. I did

ears as the driver cut through traffic, but every red light felt

to God, to the universe, to anyone who

ntiseptic sting of the air nearly made me gag. I ran to the front des

her eyes soft with someth

n gently, too gently for

pened to