A Marriage of Convenience
I’d held on the first day, hoping it was some elaborate plan against Marina, and he was just playing along, just as he had at the mansion, but the longer I held onto hope, the longer I delayed the inevitable.
James Wood wasn’t the man I thought he was, and I loved a version of him that he’d created just for me.
“Rosie,” Shawn choked out, “We’re better off hiding at this point.”
I can see the sun rising ahead. Orange and yellow hues pierce through the thinning edge of trees and I know we’re close. What’s on the other side of these trees? Are there homes or just more rolling fields? I hadn’t considered that before this moment, and both thoughts are equally terrifying.
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