Shattered Love: My tragic fate with the CEO.

Chapter One. Rielle's POV. "No! Please don't leave me alone. Please don't die. I can't move on without you." I held him in my arms while I wouldn't stop crying. I loved him so much, and now he is leaving me alone in the world. I couldn't imagine ever moving on without him. He is my everything, and there was no way I would be able to survive if he wasn't present. "I love you so much. You should know that I am always here for you, and no one will be able to hurt you. You should find someone who is way better than me. Move on after I'm gone." His bloody hands touched my cheeks. "No please! You can't leave me this way. You can't do this to me, please." I begged him, and immediately his hands fell off my cheek. Who would have imagined that he was going to leave me this way? I never knew that he was going to die this way. "I will make sure to find the person who did this to you and get my revenge." I promised him. "I hope she will be okay. She will be okay, right? She has been in come for two days already. She only hit her head on the floor." I heard that old woman's voice, Which sounded so familiar. I slowly opened my eyes, and it turned out that it was just a dream. What kind of dream is that? "You are awake." I saw that face that I hated seeing. Why would she be here again? What is my mother doing here? I then remembered how I got into a coma when my parents were discussing me getting married to a man whom I have no idea about his identity. I remembered that I stomped my foot angrily into my room, and then fell off the stairs. I didn't remember anything after that. I bet I must have fainted and then ended up in this place for the past three days "We will quickly carry out some tests on her to see if she is okay already." The doctor who was there assured my mom. I rolled my eyes after hearing what the doctor said. I wished I didn't get to wake up at all. "Will I still be getting married to that stranger? Huh? Mom?" I asked my mom after the doctor walked out of the room. "You should get to recover first, and then we can get to talk about it." My mother rubbed my head. I could already predict that I was getting married to a stranger. "Gabrielle, I know you must be angry at me right now. You need to recover quickly, dear. It is a must." She said to me, rubbing my head, then walking out of the hospital room She then brought out a paper from he hand, and the shower it to me. "Do you know what this means?" She showed me the paper, and I saw they debt. "You know the situation that we are going through right now. This is the only way that we could get to fix it. You have to get married to him, and that way we would be able to get our business back also" she said to me while I rubbed my hand against my forehead. Why did this have to happen to me of all person? I've seen it in books, but I never imagined that I was going to get married to a stranger in the end which I wouldn't be able to avoid in any way. I looked at her, while she wouldn't stop looking at me with those puppies eyes. It wasn't as if I had a choice. There are a lot of debts that we need to pay My mind went to my sister who was at home, she was in need of money. That was an opportunity for me, and I just needed to grab it, and Everything would be okay I am very sure that the reason she wanted to see was to make sure that I will be getting married to the stranger whom I have no idea about. She walked out of the room while the tears flowed quietly from my eyes. I didn't even know what I was going to do at that moment. I wished I could escape, but my dad was going to find me no matter what! He has that kind of power even though he was broke at this moment. He still had a lot of connections. I remembered the dream that I had; it felt so real. It has been long whereby I had a bad dream like that. I shook off the bad thoughts off my body, it was just a nightmare and I shouldn't be worried about something like that. ***** Few Days After. I hated this day in my life. I wished I could stay in the hospital forever. I got discharged already; my mom has already prepared everything. She made sure to doll me up like a baby. "Mom! Could you at least tell me the reason why you are telling me to get married to this man in particular?" I asked her while she smirked. "He is a very uncommon man; no one barely knows about him. He is known to be very powerful, and he is from a very powerful family as well." My mom answered me. "Mom! Did I ever tell you that I needed an explanation about who he was? I asked you for the reason why you are getting me to marry off to this man here. Why didn't you go for my sister? Why me?" I decided to ask her again. She then sighed and removed her hand from my shoulder. Was it that hard for her to explain what really happened? "I'm so sorry. You are the eldest, and this is your responsibility so we had no choice to give you out." My mom explained this to me while I gritted my teeth in anger. Did they even love me at all? "How could you do that to me? Did you even care about me at all? You didn't; you would have made sure to care about my happiness as well." I told her with tears in my eyes. "No, we were just trying to give you the best life as a parent. We were going bankrupt then, and that was the only choice we had." My mom told me. I scoffed at hearing what she said. "Are you trying to justify your wrong acts now? Huh?" I cleaned my tears, which were flowing slowly from my eyes. "Are you crying right now? You are going to smear your eyeliner all over your face. Your Future groom will be here in a few minutes." My mom wanted to stop me from crying. She didn't even get to apologize; all she could think about was a f*****g groom that I didn't give a f**k about. "I don't f*****g care how he sees me. I will make sure he gets to reject me by all means. I would make sure he hates me so much. You should have made sure that you wouldn't hurt me this way." I gritted my teeth. I heard a knock on the door, and it was my sister who walked in. "Woah, you look so pretty! Are you crying?" My sister, Christine, asked me immediately; she entered the room and noticed the tears in my eyes. I guess my liner must have smeared all over my face. I looked in a mirror, and I really did look awful. "I will just go and wash these off." I excused myself, then walked into the bathroom to wash off my makeup off of my face. "He is here also. We will be waiting for you downstairs." Tina informed me on my way to the bathroom. After washing the makeup off my face, she wasn't in the bedroom anymore. I bet she must have gone somewhere else. My mom followed me downstairs, while I walked at her back. I wondered how he was going to look like. My mom told me he was 32 years old, and I was shocked. He was 5 years older than me. I saw his back, since he was backing the stairs facing my dad, and discussing some things that I couldn't get to hear at all. He had broad shoulders, which was really cool. "Oh, you are here!" My dad announced, looking at the staircase. I was expecting him to look back, but it doesn't seem like he was curious to see my face. Has he seen me before coming here? I walked up to where my father was, it was then I got to his face very well. Wait! I have seen this face before. It looked so f*****g familiar.