"5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile.  I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to"

His betrothed

　　"Who was that, Matteo?" Keith asks, his voice growing with anger. I look at him and notice his fists balling up, trying so hard to restrain himself.


　　"It was Franco. He has Jean, " I am fuming in anger and confused as to how this happened. I have guards everywhere how could this happen? Was no one watching her? I always instruct them to watch over her.


　　"What the fuck do you mean he has Jean?!" Keith roared, losing his composure upon hearing the news.


　　"The least you could do is protect her and you can't even do just that?!" He marched over to me and held me by my collar. "I regret letting you have her. I should have taken her away from you a long time ago!"


　　"What the fuck you mean, let me have her?! She was mine from the beginning!"


　　I snapped back, pushing him away from me.


Chapter 20