ROY
I married her. I married the beautiful mystery. I don't know what took over me at that time, that I asked her to marry me, and surprisingly, she willingly agreed.
Maybe somewhere in my heart, I wished to marry her. Under the effect of her intoxication, I asked her to marry me. But why did she agree to marry me? Wasn't I a dangerous man? Wasn't she afraid of me? Of course not! She was everything but afraid of me. But one thing is very clear in my mind, that every promise that I had made yesterday was from my heart. And, I meant every single promise that I made.
I will protect that woman with my life. But I can't let everyone know that she is my wife. I would danger her life by making this marriage public. As much as I love her, I can't let her life be in danger. But I doubt if she
