Gracia
I paid the cab driver and stepped out, swallowing hard as I looked up at the estate in front of me.
It was beautiful, the kind of luxury that could stir envy in anyone. Charles’s parents had given it to mine as an engagement gift, it was part of the arrangement they made for my relationship with Charles. Back then, I didn’t mind. I believed what we had was real, even if our families treated it like a transaction. But God, I was so wrong.
I sighed and pressed my fingers to my temple. My head had been pounding since the morning, probably because of the stress, and exhaustion.
I shook my head and made my way toward the door. When I pushed it open, I froze. Sitting at the dining table like it was just another normal day were my parents. My mother was laughing at something, while my
