He was never mine

　　The sunlight reflected into the room, and the peaceful sound of nature echoed through the atmosphere. Carmen smiled as the makeup artist applied a thin primer layer to her moisturized skin. Her eyelashes gently touched each other as an eye primer got added to her eyelids. She could feel the softness of the brush when it touched her face as the lady applied the foundation to brighten her skin tone.　　The door opened, and a classic woman stood at the doorway with a bright smile.　　"Mini, Is the bride ready?" She asked.　　"No, I am still touching up her makeup," Mini explained as she put some cream concealer on her finger and lightly dabbed her fingertips on areas that looked dark on Carmen's face.　　Carmen turned to gaze at the woman, her lips curved in a grin. "Mom! What are you doing here? I thought you were out there greeting the guests." 　　"I want to see my daughter transformed into a beautiful bride." Her mother said with a smile.　　Mini stopped working on Carmen's face a few min

The light in the room flickered, and the air got chilly as the breeze blew the window curtain open. The white bedsheet appeared whiter from the glow of the bulb. Also, the bedroom looked extremely luxurious because of the fancy furniture."I will take the guest room, and you can take this bedroom," Carmen said, wishing desperately that her first night as a married woman wouldn't start with such an intense atmosphere.Then she anxiously stood still, waiting for Liam's reply as the seconds passed.Realizing the room's silence, Carmen could feel her heart pounding, and she grew tense.With every passing second that Liam did not answer, Carmen felt more uncomfortable. Unable to take the quietness any longer, she hugged herself tightly and stared at a well-built man sitting in a chair, gazing at her like some prey he could not wait to devour.The sleeveless nightgown she wore did not make her feel comfy at the very least, and Liam's cold stare only made her feel worse.Feeling the chilly

After Liam had left the villa, Carmen pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down. Then she low-spiritedly looked at her Eggo Waffle Sandwich and frowned at it, feeling like Liam refusing her food means that he had rejected her too. With every stare she gave her food, Carmen could feel this piercing ache in her chest. In frustration, she angrily stood up, grabbed the plate, and approached the trash bin. After opening the lid, Carmen couldn't bring herself to toss the Eggo Waffle Sandwich into the bin because in her mind, if she did, then just like you can't eat food from a dumpster, she and Liam's marriage will not have a chance for love. With such a thought on Carmen's mind, she withdrew from the trash bin, headed back to the table, and she set the plate on the dining table. Then she sat down and began to eat the Eggo Waffle Sandwich angrily while sniffing. Two minutes into her breakfast, her phone began to buzz, and she

With a touch of fear in her eyes, Carmen folded her hands into a tight fist as she saw Liam and his mother approaching their table.   Her heart kept skipping every beat as they got close, and she hastily gazed away when his eyes met hers.   "I invited Lina over for breakfast, but I did not know she would drag her son along too." Deborah softly said.   Not listening to her mother's words, Carmen's mind remained occupied with thoughts about how unloving her husband's gray eyes were when they gazed at her.   After Liam and Lina reached Carmen and Deborah, he pulled out a chair for his mother, then waited for her to take her seat before he sat down.   "Good morning, mother." Liam addressed Deborah.   "A pleasant day to you too," Deborah answered with a bit of hate in her tone.   Hearing the harshness in her mother's voice, Carmen stared at Li

Carmen sat on the couch with a frustrated face as she watched the long hand of the clock slowly change its direction. She felt scared and upset that it was now eleven-thirty o'clock and Liam had not arrived home yet. Their brief episode that morning, him accusing her and denying her, weighed heavily on her heart, but her mind remained occupied with worries about why he had not reached home. Carmen stood up from the couch for a minute and paced back and forth for some time as she tried to keep her messed up emotions in check and stopped herself from crying. After walking around the room for a while without hearing a car sound, she sat down on the couch and continued watching the clock. As Carmen sat there for another fifteen minutes without removing her eyes from the wall clock or shifting from her current position, her stomach gurgled from hunger. She pressed both her hands against her abdomen and squeezed it tight to su