I sat in the back, munching on desserts or anything that could just be identified as edible. Slouching on the seat, I blankly stared at the road ahead which was dark and only the headlights were lighting up the path to my prison.Yes, I called my home a prison because I'm still grounded.I honestly don't make it sound like I am while taking a trip to Las Vegas. It's a surprise I even survived back there. Almost, I forgot I am now a married woman.Why did I ever meet that guy? It would've been better if I never met him but then I could've gotten married to someone else.Hmm... why did I even think of marrying him in my drunk state? It's not like my mom was nagging me to find a boyfriend or for her a son-in-law."Millie, what are you going to do?" Meredith asked after the silent treatment I was giving them.My flip phone survived, thankfully but it shut off on me due to the low battery. I didn't bring a charger along with the phone and I had t

If it was someone else in my place or in my shoes or even in my hoodie, they would grab the chance to spend even the seconds with none other than Noah Hudson who turns out to be more than I thought.Keeping in mind our newest born relationship of marriage, he is my babysitter along with it. So, is this still a coincidence?I don't believe in love and cherry on the top romance because that's all in the books but why is my mind barking the word 'fate' in my head on repetition?I won't accept it's the cause of some lovesick fate, it surely can't be. Maybe... I... someone... nevermind.I sighed, racking my brain for the possibilities of such occurrences since the trip to Las Vegas and watching them mingle around friendly like the perfect society quality mother and son.I scoffed, laying my head on the dining table. They were all giggly and smiley, provoking me to gag over the presentation of such a lovely atmosphere surrounding them."I thought

This whole time. I repeat, this whole time, I was lied. I didn't know a single thing about it and I was being fed lies about it even from Noah."Really? You both are still going to lie to me about this?" I gestured over to the thing that was what I was lied about."It's was for your own good." My mother said, whom I paused from going to work as my matter was more important."For my own good? Mom! This is what I love. From anything." I emphasized, widening my eyes as I spoke with compassion for it."How long will this drama go on for?" Noah asked my mom, who was least interested in spilling the truth."This ain't drama. This is you trying to get out of such a hideous act." I spatted at him, glaring at my mother.She rolled her eyes, turned around in her heels, and with the click of them, she grabbed her bag and proceeded to leave."You're such a melodramatic in the morning, Millie. I can't wait and watch you for the whole day. So, I wi

What could be the best for us? I kept thinking about this particular question on repeat. It's not like I didn't want a divorce but it's just a thought that popped up in my mind.What if this was some kind of destiny? Could it be the collision of two different personality traits humans? "Millie put your seat belt on. How many times do I have to tell you!?" Noah scolded for the umpteenth time.Not my fault that the belt was grazing against my neck as we drove. It was hurting and I probably got bruised there but would he care to ask or whether even think about it?No, he didn't. Because he's not short and this is not his problem.That would be pretty much likely he would say in return if I would've to ever ask.So destiny or not, but we are so not good together. It has been almost a day and we were already annoyed by our presence. Why? Because I wouldn't do what he asked and he... well, he did what I asked so far.But he didn't let

I haven't ever been to a Police Station not until after I met Noah and then I met Officer Trevor who sounded cool and was a likable person but then things clashed and he's now on top of my hated list. Precisely, I still don't hate him but I hate him for what he did. Just for that specific reason and specific timing because I am going to his house and have a delicious homemade dinner with his family. Nobody wants to miss out on food, now do they? He seemed genuine and sweet which was the reason I still was texting Trevor in the car while he was off duty for a while. He sent me his newly baby girl born photos at which I was awwing bad. Noah was skeptical about the whole exchanging of numbers that he kept glancing at me and my phone more than the road that needed his attention. "Stop staring at my phone and watch out for the cars at the front," I said without looking at him dead in the eye. If his bothersome gets the best of him then we both are going down the road to hell. Why did