All Chapters of The Forgotten Marriage: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

I was having a panic attack, unable to breathe, unable to strung along a single sensible thought. My mind, my breath, my heart beat was all over the place and right there and then, I thought I was going to die. I was certain I would lose my life… My aunt watched my internal struggle with obvious di

AMELIA Five days. One hundred and twenty hours of being trapped in this prison, each minute stretching into an eternity of helpless desperation. The room, with its elegant Italian furniture and sweeping views of Rome, had become my personal hell. They had taken off the covers from the furniture

ROMAN FOUR DAYS AGO… The sketch in my hand trembled as realization crashed over me like a wave of ice water. Those familiar features, that seemingly warm smile that had never quite reached his eyes – Vincent. Pierce! Our fucking neighbor?! The man who had wormed his way into our lives after

"Are they?" Nikolai asked softly. "Look at yourself, cousin. Six days of sleepless nights, running yourself ragged, letting your emotions cloud your judgment. You're playing right into their hands." "Then what do you suggest?" I snarled, taking a threatening step forward. Nikolai didn't flinch. In

AMELIA Over a week had passed since I'd first woken in this goddamn bedroom, though time had begun to lose all meaning. The hope I'd initially clung to – that Roman would find me, that someone would notice my absence and come to my rescue – had slowly withered away like flowers left too long with