I don’t want to talk about it with anyone, but especially not him. It’s painful enough to remember the day my life changed forever. The day I learned who I was promised to. I knew what kind of person Bryce was and what his family was like. I knew I would live a regimented life under his thumb and that I would never be happy again. I expected him to watch my every move. But I hadn’t anticipated the violence. He’s an angry drunk, just like his father.
