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?”

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

you,” I say quietly. “It’s just… I want to be married to someone who loves me. Not to someone who is only marrying me because of who

gives me a worrying look and I sigh,

who isn’t attracted to me,” I finish.

me on the bed, reaching out an arm to put around my shoulders.

about this, Fay,” he says quietly. “Not all marriages

at him,

actually on board with this, Daniel? Don’t you want to marry someone you love?”

defeated. “This is not a world where what I want, personally, really matters.

laugh at this.

shop. But isn’t it kind of weird that we found each other out there on our own anyway, and we were engaged the whole time? It’s

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

don’t want a husband who is unfaithful

a hiss. “And I don’t want a husband who is into men, considering I’m a girl. Do you really want us

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Gifts

for the door. “I get that you’re upset –

nod fervently at

we can talk about there. Please,” he turns worried eyes to me and I’m surprised to see

is it such a big deal? It’s the twenty–first century – it’s so

head and looking down at the floor. “It’s a different world here, Fay – that’s why I spend so much time outside of it, at school, in the bookshops and coffee shops.”

get married, don’t have kids to carry on the family line…not only will they consider me

feeling

he knows it

know what they do to people like me, Fay?” Daniel

no, not even

denounce their sexuality, who they

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