Gifts

Chapter 11 – Betrothed–1

I’m laying back on my bed, all cried out, when I hear a knock at my door. I raise my head and groan inwardly. What’s next?

Before I can get up to answer it, the door creeks open a little. I sigh. No such thing as privacy in the Mafia palace.

“Fay?”

My mouth drops open as I hear a voice that I recognize. I’m too shocked to speak as I see him peek around the door, smiling shyly.

“Are you okay, Fay?”

Daniel. I just stare at him.

He grimaces and comes into the room, pressing the door shut behind him. Then he leans back on it, staring at me, quirking his mouth into that sweet smile I used to love.

I groan and lay my head back on my pillows. “Go away, Daniel. We can talk about our engagement later.”

“Fay,” he says, and I can hear the apology in his voice. I hear him come closer to the bed. “Come on, Fay,” he says. “It could be worse.”

I open my eyes and glare at him. “Are you serious, Daniel?”

He shrugs and again gives me that charming smile, sliding his

“Shh!” He puts a hand out towards me and looks anxiously at the door. “Seriously, Fay, watch what you say. We can’t talk about that sort of thing here.”

I glance at the closed door, confused. “Can they hear us in here?”

“My dad has ears everywhere,” he murmurs. He turns back to me. “Are you mad at me?”

see Daniel ever again, let alone have this weird conversation about why I didn’t want to be his mafia bride

me. Not to someone who is

look and I sigh,

to me,” I

put around my shoulders. I shoot him a look, though, and he pulls his

be good things about this, Fay,” he says quietly. “Not all marriages work out anyway, and at least we know

look up at him, aghast. Is he

on board with this, Daniel? Don’t you

voice defeated. “This is not a world where what I want, personally, really matters. And with you, well. At least I know we get along,

a laugh at this.

really upset when we broke up!” Daniel continues, trying to be upbeat. “And I really am sorry about what happened in the coffee shop. But isn’t it kind of weird that we found each other out there on our

Daniel, it’s fake,” I say, looking at him with all of my pain showing. I can’t help it – he was my first love, and he totally betrayed me, and now here he is asking me to

a husband who is unfaithful to me,”

“And I don’t want a husband who is into men, considering I’m a girl. Do you really want us to be in a fake marriage for the rest of our lives? Just

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Gifts

11 –

the door. “I get

fervently at this.

about there. Please,” he turns worried eyes to me and I’m

going out to him. “Why is it such a big deal? It’s the twenty–first century – it’s so backwards to think that

understand,” he says, shaking his head and looking down at the floor. “It’s a different world here, Fay – that’s why I

line…not only will they consider

perfect face, feeling for him. He’s

he knows it

like me, Fay?” Daniel

my head no, not

“make them denounce their sexuality, who they are,

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