Leila watched the plane take off with mixed feelings. Bob, Lily, and Carl boarded it, her family, leaving for the States.
The family! It was a strange word for her, a concept she had never gotten to know. Leila was never a homesick type of girl. After all, she lived in Paris alone for all these years. She sighed, remembering how she would still get envious sometimes when observing her classmates laughing with their families, which made her question things, adding to her pain.
She had expected some change to happen when moving back to London. She dreamed of getting close to her father and mending their relationship. Instead, things didn't change, and her life got worse, falling into this trap of becoming a contract wife.
Nate Hill made her marry him without love. No love, only s*x made h
