All Chapters of Married to My Enemy: Revenge & Ruins: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Aurelia Anger, hurt…those emotions pull a sob from my chest. My fists pound the bunker.“Please!” I cry. “Please, don’t do this. Dad! Dad!” I bang on the bunker, over and over and over.Until my skin splits, until blood drips and until the ground splits under me.I scream from the pain of my limbs stuck between the earth, and I struggle until I break free. A loud crack splinters through the air, and I look up to see the roof of our house being dislodged. It catapults into the air, and I run.God, I run for my life. I run into my car and kickstart the engine, but it doesn’t start. “Come on, come on,” I whisper, frantic. Blood from my hands smears across the steering wheel and gear as I turn the key over and over.It doesn’t budge.It. Doesn’t. Budge.I let out a frustrated scream, mixed with tears, as I slam the wheel. “Come on! Please! Please!”The car shakes violently, and I push the door open, falling out just in time for it to tilt and fall.I run into the road and realize I'm

AureliaThe floor rushes up, and it's Cherry's arms that catch me, not the floor.She steadies me. “What is going on here? Zeke? I heard yelling.”“He wants to lock me up in here!” I cry out. “He’s crazy. Take me away from here, please.” Cherry glances between us and sighs. “Zeke, there’s no need to lock her in. She won’t leave this room.”“I will.”“Honey–” Her gaze turns pitiful. “Just…just stay in here for a bit, okay? I promise, he actually won’t lock you up.”My stomach sinks. I know what this is. They’re ganging up on me. Zeke, Cherry, and the other people that are in this tiny…home? Place?She leads me gently back to the mattress and walks over to Zeke.I sit with my heart in my throat, watching as they whisper heatedly to each other.“Her father fucking killed my sister and your sister too, Cherry!” He suddenly yells. “Fuck this shit! They have to pay, and I won’t have peace until every single one of them is fucking rotting in jail!”Everywhere quietens.His jaw clenches, and

Aurelia “W-what?” I sputter, flabbergasted. “I’m not coming with you.” Even though I do want to get the heck out of here, I’d rather not be attached to this grumpy butthole who absolutely hates my guts. “I didn’t ask.” He deadpans. “The news said you need a reason—” “You’re a Hayes. That’s enough reason.” Whiskey colored eyes stare blankly at me. “Whether you like it or not, Aurelia Hayes, you’re coming with me. I’d advise that you get ready.” And he walks out. Get ready? I scoff. I don’t have any belongings except the few clothes we get every month from the government alongside food and other supplies. Flopping down on the mattress, I try not to cry as the news plays over and over in my head. My family moved. They left without a care, they don’t even want to know if I survived. They just believe I’m dead. My lips tremble. And Ashley, she’s getting married to Seb. Over the months, I’ve grieved my now-destroyed relationship with Sebastian. His ring is still on my finger, a