It was hurting.

Céline's heart was hurting. She sat on the floor shaking with tears. Tears trailed down her cheeks as she was too weak to even wipe them. What had she put herself into?

This was not the man she fell in love with. This was not her Damien. She knew deep down that he might have perceived her original reasons for wanting to marry him but, she was still in denial. He couldn't have found out about that.

After the brutal way she had lost her virginity last night, she had thought she could make it up to him by making breakfast and talking to him. She even...