Under his roof
Emily
The deed had been done. What I had long hoped against had finally happened.
I was no longer Emily DelaRosa. I was now Emily Hernandez, a wife to someone I didn’t love. Wife to someone I considered an enemy. A rival.
Wherever you are, Daddy, I hope you’re finally happy. Because your daughter isn’t.
I’m married.
I’m married.
I’m married.
The words kept repeating in my head until a dull headache began to form.
Right now, it was just Seth, the driver, and me in the car. No Daniel. No Xena. And the silence felt suffocating. The driver being the only person seated at the front.
Brrr... brrr... brrr…
The vibration of Seth’s phone made me turn from the window to look at him as he picked up the call.
“Hello,” he said.
The moment he noticed I was looking, his eyes
