[Bianca]
I pressed my lips together, holding in a shiver at what Dante had just done.
The words were still ringing in my head, even though he was long gone. What the hell was wrong with him? Who proposed like that? Who thought marriage was some kind of… bandaid you could slap over a bleeding wound?
The sad part was that he wasn’t even trying to save me. No. He only wanted control. That was all he ever wanted.
Control over my body, my time, my breath, my death. And the stupid thing? A part of me wasn’t even surprised that it was the most narcissistic proposal ever.
If it was even a proposal.
I almost laughed. Almost.
Because the truth was, this life didn’t even feel like mine to begin with. I had been dragged in and tied down without my permission, and somewhere along the way I sto
