Fifty:
Princess Sirena
I hate him. Antero. I hate his words that bounce around my head now. Every time Zale touches me, I wonder if he did the same thing with my sister. My younger sister. If he actually had s*x with her, decided she wasn’t good enough, and then continued on with our engagement like I was second best. Never planning to tell me the truth about anything. Playing me for a fool. Just Antero saying those things has been enough to put doubt in my relationship with Zale. The awful thing about it is that I can’t actually check on anything.
I have no computer. Only my cell phone. Now that I room with Zale, I am almost never alone. I wake up with him touching me, I fall asleep with him touching me. Since I’ve let him sleep with me, he has been intent to get an heir inside me be
