STELLA
The past few days were nothing short of hell. Viktor texted me every day to remind me that I should not sign the papers. It's not like I want to sign them. I would give anything not to. Occasionally, I would reply to him with some choice words, or I would just flip him off.
I wish it were just the texts that were bugging me, but it's not.
He's been cornering me at any chance he gets to remind me that I should not cross him. I don't want to cross him, I'd do anything not to be under his scrutinising gaze.
But I don't think there's anything I can do, it's either I get married to him and be unhappy for the rest of my life or refuse the proposal and end up losing the only family I have left. My relationship with Papa is already strained as it is and I still avoid him. The mere tho
