The Sweetest Side

RIVER

 

 

What the hell did I get myself in?

 

When I came with him to his penthouse, I had no idea my life would be more complicated than it already did. Now my life had changed drastically. I was frowning all the time, wishing I could take back what I said.

 

I barely ate my food even if it was delicious. We talked about how my life would be the moment I came with him. But it was what he wanted for me—that kind of talk that he had already decided what was best for me. I barely shared my opinion, even though I knew it would be useless. I didn’t even get a chance to tell him what I wanted my life would be if this arrangement would continue. 

 

It was like a one-way trip—no coming back. Once I disagreed with his terms, then we were done. It was what he had been trying to talk to me about, or something more