"This marriage is up to me." How can it be up to me? Tell me what choice Daddy means by up." Axel gulped down the golden-colored liquid.

The thumping music in the club didn't affect Axel at all. He was too busy in his world; he no longer thought about his surroundings other than continuing to drink without stopping.

He cried like a baby. But no one could or would understand his current situation after the day he met his injury. Not a single day felt safe for Axel, as the image of Tessa's face continued to haunt him wherever and whenever. Like today, he fantasized about Tessa coming to...