In love with my contract wife.

“Where are you hiding it?! Where is the money!! Bring out all your savings, you ungrateful child!” My mother screamed at the top of her lungs as she rummaged through my things frantically. “Please stop this!” I cried out in frustration falling to my knees. ‘When will all of this ever stop?’ I thought to myself disheartened as I sobbed silently. It has become a norm for me to walk in on my mother ransacking my room for things she didn't put in it. “Don’t be so selfish now child, I know it's in here somewhere… bring it out!! bring them all out!” She screeched maniacally clearly irritated by my silence… she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me across the room, a pang of pain bolted from my scalp to my brain like my head was been severed in half. These were the moments I wished to have never been born…“Mom, you know I’m saving towards college, besides we just have some months to pay back and I’m sure by then I’ll have something tangible to give,” I tried negotiating with

I slowly opened my eyes, everything is so peaceful and quiet “Feels so soft” I murmured incoherently, still half asleep as I stroked the fluffy beddings underneath me…My eyes slowly fluttered open slightly disoriented, I shut them not wanting to get uncomfortable… wait my bed isn't always this comfy, I slowly opened up my eyes again, scanning the high all white ceiling with little golden angels dancing on it and the soft white drapes on the open window fluttering in the early morning breezeThis could be heavenJust then my brain began to function, This is unfamiliar territory.Now fully alert I tried to get out of bed ‘Psych’The moment I sat up I fell back down holding onto my head as it felt like it could fall off at any second.I tried again and that sharp pain that shot from my head to my legs said not today bitch, hence forcing me back down. “Where am I?” I asked in a raspy voice… now taking a good look at the very spacious room, neatly decorated and spotlessly cleaned.

Dreams of getting married to the love of my life on a beach flashed before my eyes leaving me broken… “You can reconsider having a church wedding too,” Mr Lewis advised with a grin on his face, as he packed the papers ready to return back to his work after taking our signatures. “I really want to but my wife said she doesn’t want it.” He lied looking at me straight in the eyes with fake loving eyes as he placed his hands on my shoulders. “Yess I really don’t like large gatherings and all.” I joined in the facade, putting on a sad face hoping he’ll fall for it. “We are going to be taking our leave now, I’ll need to go see Mr Hatt.” Egon uttered with a straight face all of a sudden. “Send my greetings to him and be well Ava.” He greeted me with a smile plastered on his face again as we both walked out. The man, maybe in his late 50s, has been smiling at me since we got here. At first I thought I would be nervous pretending who I’m not but he was so welcoming an