Antonio's POV:
Holding her hand in my hands, I kissed them. She is looking pale and devoid of any glow of liveliness. The morning sunlight is touching her face, sharpening her features. I have been sitting beside her since last night. I slept there for once but it was not more than three hours before I woke up hearing her crying voice.
She was crying, clinging to me. She was feeling the pain and I could feel the same in my heart. I can't see her like this. She didn't deserve that. She is the prettiest girl on earth. When I saw her first time, I was mesmerized by her innocence. I tried to make some space for myself in her heart but then she left me.
And I know this was not her choice but her father forced her in this marriage.
She was already suffering from a lot in her life and it j
