Chapter 1: Prologue
Sarah
I stand before my new husband, my heart racing. The satin dress clings tightly to my skin, making it hard to breathe.
"Matthew?" I whisper, my voice trembling. My heart pounds against my ribcage as I see the storm brewing in his eyes, the cold, unfeeling look.
I've never seen someone look at me like this before. So angry. So full of hatred.
"You wouldn't force me to have sex with you tonight, would you? I thought you hated me," I plead meekly.
He wouldn't force me, no way. Matthew isn't like that.
For a moment, there's nothing but silence, thick and suffocating. His gaze locks on me, hard, cold.
Matthew wouldn't hurt me. He's not that kind of man. I keep repeating in my head as if it will change anything.
"I do hate you," he snarls, the words laced with venom, as he grabs the edges of my gown, his hands rough and relentless. With a sharp motion, he rips the delicate fabric down the center, leaving me naked and vulnerable.
God, I am an idiot.
A sudden burst of cold air hit my bare skin as the air conditioning unit sprang to life. The cool draft sent a shiver down my spine, causing goosebumps to rise on my arms and legs.