Elena
I stormed out of the office, feeling more frustrated than ever. How could they expect me to stay with Victor for two more months? I couldn't bear to be in the same room as him, let alone live with him for that long.
As I walked through the streets, my mind raced with different thoughts. Did Victor know about this rule all along? Was this part of his plan? Did he purposely keep the details from me so that he could keep me trapped in this marriage?
My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. It was my father. I hesitated for a moment before answering.
"What is it, Father?" I said, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice.
"Elena, I know this is difficult for you, but we need to think about our family's reputation," he said, sounding concerned.
"Father, you don't under
