Growing up in an orphanage wasn't easy but damn adoption was a nightmare. A tragedy had to happen to free Amber from the nightmare. Was she finally free or just jumping into another nightmare? Whom should she trust - Fate which landed her behind bars with the freedom she once craved or Wills, giving her the jail free card in exchange for a deal or better yet Tristan to whom she was saved for?

I save her and she becomes my bane. My restraint can only hold on for so long especially since Aurora accidentally drops her towel and I get the full view. I pick it up for her, then she smiles sweetly and goes like, 'Thank you, Aden. I’m so happy it was you……I mean at least with you I know nothing improper can happen.' Yet there I am frozen; torn between burring myself inside her or following my long life dream of becoming a celibate priest. And then the worst possible scenario followed. ADEN (THE PRIEST): ‘With the power vested in me, I pronounce.’ That was it. I couldn’t do it. The next words wouldn’t come out. I was suffocating; buying time. Time for a miracle. One which I wasn’t sure was going to occur. What to do. What to do. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t wed them. AARON ( THE GROOM): ‘lord I know you can hear me. Don’t let this Wedding happen. I will worship you for the rest of my life. I will give you everything I have but don’t let this happen. Please. ’I prayed silently AURORA (THE BRIDE): ‘This was your fault. I never did anything to disrespect you yet you have done nothing but harm my life. You wanted to see me miserable fine but so will everyone here be. I will give you a taste of your own medicine,’ I cursed in my head reaching out for my hairpin. I was done being a puppet for the Lord. The rest of the world can have its share because I was done.