I had been crying for an hour now, but I saw no one coming to my room. It felt so worthless bawling my eyes out like this, but still, I was behaving like a kid who was heartbroken because of luck. Why? Why? Come to your fucking senses, you asshole Bernice Balliol. You are a Balliol. How could you cry like this? Didn't you see how your father behaved? Didn't you see how there was no sign of sadness when your family was about to become commoners? Then why the hell are you crying like a fool because of a guy who is nothing but your... Husband.
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How To End This Marriage
Fantasy · Agnst_Ella
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