c Chapter 87

AYLA

I don’t know what I am saying. But my words have caused a heavy silence among people.

My mind spins. I grin, pointing towards a tall, blurry guy in the crowd.

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Will you—marry me? “I stutter, stumbling over my feet again.

It will destroy Mom and Dad’s plans for me if I can just change the course of my life by getting married to a man they don’t get to choose. The thought keeps hammering my hazy mind.

But whoever I point to, just runs away.

Who would dare to marry—Ayla Alvarez?

My lips pucker out. “1—I am not that bad. I just- -can’t let

any- -any man-

The words feel heavy on my tongue. I can’t let any man touch me. It’s like my fight-or-flight response activates as soon as a man gets close to me. I am either, inclined to hurt them or run away.

I chose to do the latter with Henry. Whenever he got close, I made an excuse and ran away.

But he figured out I was only running from him. And he pressured me more into getting intimate.

It made me sick.

Why am I only realizing it now?

He made me sick when he told me he wanted me in his bed without caring if it was alright with me.

But Dad and Mom shouldn’t have pushed him away. They had no

right.

“So—Someone, just— “Marry me.

Marry me and end this misery. Let me be free for once.

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Ms. Alvarez.”

blurry crowd parts, and two men, dressed in black fitted suits come marching towards

planting my hands on

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one in

my eyes to get a better view but end up only hurting

down and shake my head a

waiting for you.”

think you are doing?” Hazel’s screechy

I wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will hurt for

in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the start, but she got a rare white

you

man commands

my flushed cheeks and open my eyes: My blurry vision adjusts just

you don’t want to go with them.” Hazel

to find her but everything is blurry again. I can’t see

his hands touch my waist. Instantly, my mind goes

-Where— “I mumble, getting dragged towards an unknown

Ex

Our Boss

seal this deal.” The

I am

is bigger. The need for a single breath of freedom is profound. The desire

of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in the

why would

inside some space. I hear a door click shut, and

air inside the red-themed room is cold.

my arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you want

me freeze. The roughness and size of his hands prove that he

A man.

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Danger.

reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs down the path of his

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