- NATALIE’S P. O. V
- He stopped and turned to me. He looked so hot, but I reminded my brain that admiring him wasn’t the plan. He came closer and stood in front of me with his right hands in his pants. Why did he have to be that good looking? It angered me to even look at him. But he stood still mute and stared at me. I would have asked him to stop staring but I know that wasn’t the mood for it. This was something serious.
- “I don’t want to be married, '' I began. I don’t know where on earth the courage came for me to say that. Even though I was not expecting anything positive from him to change the situation. But, since I have the courage to speak, I should say how I feel. “I don’t want to be here. I want to go to law school. I want to finish my studies. I don’t want to be here please, just let me go, tell my father you don’t want me here anymore. I just want my life back, I miss my family” I said with an almost teary voice. This wasn’t the time to cry nor show weakness. He stared at me continuously and I prayed he did not flare up. And for a while, he was mute before even saying anything to me.