The Obedience Trial
Before I married Gavin Whitaker, his mother put me through a so-called premarital obedience test. She made me kneel and serve tea to the entire family, so I knelt.
She made me walk barefoot across a reflexology path to prove my "resilience". I went through it.
She made me sign a prenuptial agreement stating that if we ever divorced, I would leave with nothing. I signed.
Throughout it all, Gavin watched coldly from the sidelines. All he said was, "Sienna, don’t make a big deal out of this. Just bear with it. These are our family’s rules."
I smiled and nodded, even as tears slid down my face.
The final test came without warning. His mother slapped me hard across the face.
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