"Sansa I.. "
I turn around and run upstairs. I don't think I am in a state to hear or understand anything right now. I go to my room and get on my crib, inside two blankets and hug my toys close.
I don't want to cry but I don't know how to stop. My heart hurts so much that tears are coming down on their own. Why am I crying? For my parents? Or for my husband and his sister? Everyone lied. Every single one of them. Everyone, I thought I could trust explicitly.
What should I do? What can I do? Where can I go? I have nowhere to be.
What if they had sold me to someone else? Someone cruel?
What if Carlos did not fall in love with me?
I can't imagine him selling any person off to anyone but he said he would have done that, didn't he?
What if one fine day he falls out of love with me? I am
