ManyWriters

Everyone claims that Scott Kennedy, the youthful successor to one of California's most prominent families, wed a simpleton.
Regrettably, I'm the alleged simpleton they can't cease discussing.
I never truly grasped the concept of "first love" until someone remarked, "Scott's first love is his soulmate. And you? You're merely the simpleton he was compelled to marry."
I couldn't contain myself. I crumbled, sobbing uncontrollably and collapsing to the ground like a child throwing a fit.
For truly, what other recourse did I have?
I am a simpleton—or at least that's all anyone appears to believe. Yet even after all that, he still brought her back.
"You're so innocent and good-natured," he said, almost beseeching as if requesting a favor. "Please, allow her to stay. Alright?"
Everyone labels me a simpleton, but even a simpleton like me comprehends one basic truth—my spouse is supposed to be mine alone.
If Scott begins falling for another, then... I no longer want him.

Simpleton's Ultimatum, Love Me or Lose Me

"Have you any idea what a simpleton is? It's someone who babbles nonsense, knows nothing, and slobbers all day. Let's steer clear of her. I've heard stupidity is catching, and I don't want to get infected," a child told me, chuckling.


They pelted me with snow. I lacked the energy to retaliate, so I just huddled on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.


Suddenly, nine-year-old Scott showed up and drove them all away.


He then knelt before me, carefully wiping the snow from my hair. "Your name's Nadia, isn't it? I'm Scott. Pay no attention to their words. They're clueless. You're not stupid. Just stick with me. No one will bother you as long as I'm here."


The snowfall that day was intense, much like today.


But back then, Scott battled through the blizzard to reach me.


Now, as I observe the falling snow once more, everything seems identical.


Chapter 9