Okafu stared at the ceiling trying to think of a way to get out of this. But she couldn’t think of anything.
It was like her mind went blank whenever she tried to think of escape routes or anything that will get her as far away from Ren as possible.
Oh my God…why me?
She couldn’t marry him.
She turned to her side as the ceiling offered her no answers. Her mind replayed that moment in Ren’s house.
The way he had kissed her and the words he had said to her afterwards…
“I never said this has anything to do with love. You are mine, and you are going to marry me. And that’s final.”
What do you want? Okafu asked herself not understanding him. There had to be a reason why?
And it seemed she only had to remember her past to know why.
Well, she couldn’t exactly open her brain and loo
