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I walked back to my room to see her lifeless body with the mask that was helping her breath over her nose. What I saw in her journal and Levi’s words hit me so hard. I wanted to get close to her but I was scared she would wake up and see me. 
I didn’t deserve to be close to her after all I’ve done yet I couldn’t stay away from her. 
I went to the bed and feel on my knees, the tears in my eyes had made my vision blur so I blinked to let them flow freely. 
“I’m sorry Elisa,” I mumbled, my eyes on her burnt hand….the same hand I burnt. Looking at it brought all the memories back and I fucking hated myself. I hated myself for everything I had put her through and I just wanted to put a gun to my head and pull the trigger.
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Marrying your seventh grade crush and first love was a dream come true for Elisa Davis. She had been in love with Nikolai Smith since she bumped into him in seventh grade. Who wouldn’t fall in love with him? Nikolai had the looks, popularity and money. 
So when she found out that her father had sold her off to pay the debt he was owing Nikolai’s father, instead of being mad, she was rather ecstatic because her dreams have finally comes true. But Nikolai feels the same way she feels? Will he ever feel the same way he feels? Will he ever reciprocate his feelings? 
Why are there too many secrets? Can the couple handle what life throws their way?

In HOLY Matrimony

Daylight broke too early for me, and it felt like I had barely slept at all last night. My mind was consumed with thoughts of my biological family, a family I had never known, a family that had apparently kept me hidden from my siblings. I couldn't help but wonder why my parents had never wanted me to be a part of their family, and why my existence had been a secret even to my own siblings.

Why did my life have to be like this? Why did I have to endure so much pain, while it seemed like everyone else had lived an amazing life? These questions haunted my restless mind as I lay in bed, silently wrestling with the emotions that had been stirred up by the day's revelations.

Nikolai stirred in his sleep, and I shut my eyes to pretend I was still asleep. His hand gently rubbed my shoulder in a comforting manner, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of gratitude for his presence in my life.

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