[Bonus chapter] Memories(1)
A/N: These are memories playing in Merri's head like a movie! Just like flashbacks Don't get confused^^
Jonas, was what everybody called him. He was a tall, olive skinned man, made up of taut muscles and locks of golden hair. He rode his horse in the evenings, throwing his head back to feel the wind rushing through it, in the same manner the handmaids' threw themselves at him.
He was loved, so loved by his mother that she had planned out his life like a sacred map. She drew the outlines, the hills, waves, and crests. Each rise and lilt, each tribulation and grievance. It is safe to say that she never quite let him out of her sight.
Even now that he was a grown man and was capable of making his own decision, his mother, Meredith still dictate his life. She never gave him the opportunity to do what he likes.
When Jonas was at a marriageable age, she had planned out who he was even going to marry.