*Allison*
Making my way down to the living room, Brandon left a while ago to run an errand for his parent, now I'm left with my thoughts, I just couldn't phantom why he wanted to see me, plus I didn't understand why my parents had agreed to it just like that, I haven't even told them my decision and they already agreed to shits, this is wrong, I groaned, resting my elbow on the kitchen counter
No matter how many times I try to convince myself that this is all for the betterment of everyone I love, I can't help but feel like I shouldn't agree to it, a part of me feels like I'm sentencing myself to eternal torture while the other part thinks I'm making the right decision. I'm conflicted honestly, he would treat me well, right? He is going to end up being my husband, we would l
