#CHAPTER 10 A Beautiful Bride

My father shook his head. “That’s enough, young lady.” He said, swiping the letter away. “You can’t make this decision for me,” I said, leaping up to try to take it back. “We’re your parents—“ my father started. “That doesn’t give you the right to bind me to a man who wants to kill you!” I cried, becoming desperate. “Sweetheart, you don’t know what you’re talking about. Are you feeling alright?” My mother asked nervously, feeling my forehead for evidence of a fever. “I’m fine,” I exclaimed, “but I won’t be if you force me to marry Lucas! Can’t you see what he’s doing? You already know he’s using me for my connections, can’t you understand why? He will only abuse power, he wants to hurt us all!” My father groaned, looking at me with a mixture of concern and fear. “That’s enough. We’re not going to keep having this conversation. You’re clearly overwhelmed, maybe we should have let the engagement last a little longer so you wouldn’t panic.”