Chapter 8

*GABBY'S POV*

It felt like nothing was working anymore - not my sense of reasoning, not my tear glands and not even the wall clock in the room that never failed to tick every second.

I remember this feeling. This feeling that I experienced when Richie left me.

I couldn't be angry at my Dad. I was angry at my ill fate. An ill fate that didn't let me get married to the man of my dreams, the man I still couldn't stop thinking about.

An ill fate that was pushing me to get married into a family I hated the most in less than two weeks.

It sounded so surreal and funny at the same time that I was laughing with tears in my eyes.

Reason why people commit suicide became even clearer to me. When life doesn't give you want you deserve, you feel coerced to refute the life you have.

"Gabby, are you okay?" My dad asked holding my hand.

"Yeah sure I am. I'm perfectly fine with getting married to a total stranger in less than two weeks. I'm perfectly fine with not marrying the man of my dreams and havin