Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Chapter 78

Emotionless

I couldn’t cry even though I wanted to. For some sick reason, my body decided that it would be better if I kept all my intense emotions rotting inside me instead of crving them out. I lay on my bed, thinking about how this could happen. I was so engaged in his war that I poured my heart and soul into it, but he decided to crush it. Even if it was a twisted way of his to protect me, it destroyed everything and all the trust between us. I was certain of him, to the point where I wanted to risk my life for him because I thought that he would do the same… Was I only fooling myself?

I stared at the ceiling, analyzing the situation of my kidnapping with a brand-new filter. What would have happened if I hadn’t found my way out of there? Would Aren have risked his life to save mine, or perhaps it was merely my foolish assumption? Maybe he had never planned to enter that building in the first place. Maybe his sole purpose had always been to catch the one who wanted him dead? I felt that my heart grew bitter with every new “maybe” that appeared inside my mind.

“Idiot…” I muttered to myself, letting out a humorless laugh. “You wanted to believe in a fairy

tale, but such doesn’t exist.”

I struggled with shallow breathing for another hour until suddenly, my chest stopped hurting, as if someone put out the fire consuming my heart. Now it became almost cold, easily letting go of all the necessary emotions.

“23 and a half more months, Cora,” I mumbled. “At least you didn’t sell yourself cheap.”

It looked like all women from the Bell family were cursed, and I wasn’t an exception. Perhaps God didn’t want us to be loved by men, but he certainly wanted us to be strong, and I needed to toughen up. I should have learned to value my heart long ago, and yet I kept repeating my mistakes. Aren was right about one thing: I needed to suck it up.

After contemplating for another five hours while staring at the ceiling, I got up from my bed with my heart carefully patched and a new plan for the rest of my life that didn’t involve Aren in it.

time, I got out of bed before Aren. I could still hear him snoring when I passed his bedroom on my way downstairs to the kitchen. I preferred it that way. I made us coffee, some toast, and vegetable salad as if nothing had changed… Well, superficially it didn’t, but it felt

in a slightly sleepy voice, the one that used to make

virtual drives, just in case. Now I’ll

all my defense walls fell down. I glanced over my shoulder, struggling to keep my face indifferent, just like

“I’m glad

that very moment, “Come to terms, my ass,” I muttered under my breath while climbing the stairs, I wanted to scream and hit him hard, but would it change anything? I needed to swallow the pill no matter how agonizingly bitter it was. Of course, that didn’t change the fact that I had already planned to mess

I felt it wasn’t working at all. I was all emotions – I only changed their type, from fluffy and mushy to stinging and razor-sharp. I tried to hide them underneath a carefully crafted smile,

restraining myself from exploding, I hissed, “We shouldn’t use any nicknames…at

chuckled. “But I like

my head away from him. “I don’t

him and replied only after a while, “All right. I won’t call you like

the heart. It hurt no matter how many times I told myself that it was better this way. I knew that I needed to build a concrete wall around my heart soon, otherwise every second I spent with

of the FBI office, Jack texted, asking us to meet him at the nearby coffee shop instead of his office. He also insisted that we park the car elsewhere and then walk to the place of our

anyone who could be following, but I suggest keeping your eyes

arm. “Let’s go,”

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