Mr & Mrs Blanc

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i swirled my flute and took a sip slowly, severing the taste and letting the fluid flow down my throat.

' I do ' a simple phrase that changed my whole life , that made me bound to a man , to a family that I barely knew.

I look out the glass window and take in the beautiful scenery before me. " Mr. Parker is looking for you " , my stepfather's assistant informs me and instantly I knew that it was time for me to leave and fulfill my duties as a wife.

I let out a sigh and make my way to the hall where most of guests are present just as I was about to open the door my stepfather pulls me to the adjacent balcony with force.

" you better be a perfect wife for Mr blanc or atleast try to pretend like one , I don't care what you do but you better have the blanc name attached to yours " , I clench my fist in silent agony as I register his words , " don't crawl back here if the blancs throw you out , it would be a surprise if they didn't " he snicker as if it's funny yet I keep quiet silently bearing this verbal abuse.

" you should be lucky that they chose you and it's probably because of your beauty " he looks at me with an uncomfortable gaze as I feel a chill down my spine as I remember THAT night , that dreadful night. " I must say you grew up quite beautifully maybe more beautiful than your mother " he grazes his fingers along my cheek as I try my best to move away from his disgusting hands but he pins me against the balcony , I go back to that night and I'm that little helpless girl begging silently for someone to save, I close my eyes and remembered that NO ONE came to my rescue that night , no one helped me , a lone tear falls down my cheek.

" Take your bloody hands off her , NOW " , a terrifying voice came from the entrance and I looked towards the unexpected voice with gratefulness, only to find that the terrifying voice belonged to the monster , my husband.