I glare at Alec as he opens the door for me. He's the guy who bruised my hand almost four days ago. Anna takes the co-driver's seat while I sit at the back.
I'm tired of cursing and yelling so I sit back and close my eyes as the car speeds to the mall.
Maybe it's about time I accepted the fact that I'm getting married to Seth in a day and a half.
It's confusing really; it's obvious that we don't even like each other but he wants to marry me anyway. His excuses don't make much sense to me since he claims that he just wants to have some sort of a connection with me. I believe he's looking for a puppet or something close to that; someone he can control.
Not me.
He should know for a fact that I'm nobody's asset and no one can tell me what to do.
I sigh in exasperation. Who am I kidding?
