Chapter 6

Under Raymond's care, I slowly got my emotions under control.

Things went back to normal. He stayed in his studio painting while I sat beside him, reading. Life was peaceful.

He would cook for me every day without repeating the menu. He stayed with me patiently as I recovered. Eventually, I felt much better.

Then, Yves somehow found me.

He looked at me disdainfully. "Well, aren't you quick at getting your hands on another man? And look at me, doing everything I could to settle the fiasco you left me with."

I tried to call Raymond in a panic, but Yves slapped the phone right out of my hand.

"Why can't you face me, Summer?" he demanded angrily. His eyes were burning with anger as if I had betrayed him.

He never took his eyes off me. "We're getting married next week, Summer. I've taken care of all that stuff from before. Now, come home with me."

His arrogance made me feel like I was merely his possession, a plaything that did not deserve pride. In his eyes, I should obey his every