Chase, the boy who sat beside me in class, cautiously asked if I wanted to attend the same college as him.Back then, I lowered my head and answered gloomily, “I’m not going to college. I have to go home and get married.”While I was locked inside the house awaiting my wedding, Chase showed up drenched in sweat. He handed my father $20,000 and said he wanted to marry me.My father thought the rich kid must be out of his mind. He figured he could get even more money out of him.In the end, he only agreed to let me attend college with Chase for four years.I thought I was destined to be like my mother, a docile live-in maid to the man who had paid for me. My mother had played a meek role. She was always obedient and never fought back.So, when Chase leaned in to kiss me, I just closed my eyes.Chase thought I had accepted his feelings.Later, when we had grown closer, he put an arm around my shoulders and asked why I had agreed to be with him.Without thinking, I answered, “Beca
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