ARTEMISIA
There were a lot of things I would not wish to happen to me. I had made a bucket list full of them.
But, not in my wildest dreams would I have thought I was going to be the bride of the stranger I often fantasize about.
Since the first day we met, which was two years ago, I hadn't seen him again until today.
Yet, it didn't stop me from thinking about him regularly.
Being wedded to him was nothing like I had imagined.
I had thought him to be a sweet and caring man. Someone that would be my knight in shining armour whenever I was distressed.
Someone who would comfort me while wrapping his muscular arm around me.
It was absurd!
I should not have thought of all that because I realized now that they were all wishful thinking.
The man beside me, the freaking hunk that the min
