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" How about we help each other?" He says and I look up at him, eyes still wet from the tears streaming down my cheeks, heart freshly broken from the public humiliation and betrayal that was Lucas's breakup. I can faintly make out the first droppings of snow floating magically under the light of the street lamps. It's that time of the year, a time for wool coats, a time for relaxing, none of which I'll be doing. "I'm an orphan with a wicked aunt and a boyfriend who left her because she has nothing to her name, how could I possibly help you?" I say another sob escaping my lips. "Marry me" he replies and my eyes widen in anger. Is he mocking me?. I look into the eyes of this stranger and see he's dead serious. "I need a wife, you need a home, marry me and you'll have all you want". I nod.

A Snowy Marriage (A Christmas agreement)

"Are you sure you want to keep on looking at this?" Arden asks me and I nod my head.

"It's fine, do I look shaken by it?" i ask and she gives me a wry grin.

She gives me a grin that tells me that my face has clearly portrayed exactly what I am feeling even though my mouth has not.

"You look horrified" she says. She says it complacent and sultry, like she's sorry that I'm being forced to watch this, but in truth nobody is forcing me. I want to show Adrian I'm strong in my own way too. I want to show him I'm here, and so I will sit here, I will sit here and I will watch this massacre because Adrian is to draw strength from me.

I am in strength and what will he feel if I wasn't even able to watch this little massacre that is happening here.

"I'm fine, it's not like it's anything i haven't seen before" I say.

Arden quirks and eyebrow up at me.

OKAY, she knows that I am clearly lying at this point but that doesn't matter, I had caught something earlier, I caught something that might help Adrian if he is unlucky enough to go against this person.

Someone comes out and holds his hand up, how they do in the normal wrestling pits and fighting rings.

"The champion of the second round".

You might learn from the tone in which he used to declare that this is a really boring affair, but it is not the title he said, it's so much bigger and exuberant than that. Everyone on the field simply goes into loud cheers, cheers which enable me to see exactly what is going on here.

They say this is a game but it clearly is not. Well it is not to thoes whom it matters to, it is a betting ground.

I can already see people seated in fancy chairs as tokens are being moved from hand to hand, they placed bets on whom they hope will win and the seat down while the savagery goes on in front of them. It makes me sick, it makes me sick to the stomach and I wonder exactly how some people can live with themselves knowing that they are the originators of such monstrosity.

They are always giving a five minute break in between everything, well not for contestants to rest but mostly for the inhabitants of this evil winter house to place more bets.

This is funny you know. I don't even know where this place is, I don't know where I am right now, but I am here acting the role of cool, calm, and composed. I can't let anyone see how my stomach is churning at what has happened here.

The inhabitants of this place take their time during this five minute break to think, they should think faster than any other person beside them so that they can place the right bet and make sure that they do not lose at the end of all this.

I see a particularly nasty person smile at me.

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