Yuna:
When I open the door i saw my dad was holding two glasses of wine and giving it to someone but I can't see his face. He was sitting quietly on the couch in my father's study room, his back was turned toward me. The couch faced the study table, placing him in a position of calm authority, as if he belonged there. From where I stood behind the couch, I could only see the outline of his broad shoulders and the relaxed way he leaned back, one arm resting along the edge.
"Dad did you call me", he said "yes" and told me to sit. I walk towards the chair and I saw that man's face. I was shocked but could not help myself to react or to shout at him because he is my father's guest. Richard Blackwood said,"Yuna I was thinking that it's your age to get married, so" i interrupted and said,"so you want me to marry him? Right? Dad you can't decide that". He stand up and his cold eyes stares at me. He said," Yuna he is a nice guy and he is rich".
My father was speaking nicely towards because that man was there or otherwise he would have beaten me or shouted at me, when I oppose him. I sit quietly there and again then suddenly Ethan Devereaux interrupted and said," I like her. Mr.Blackwood can I talk to your daughter in private". My father replied "sure, Yuna take him to the guest room he is staying here today". I was completely shocked when my father told me that.
Yuna lead the way to the guest room and Ethan was following her. Ethan and Yuna had once been lovers, bound by a past neither of them could forget. They reach the guest room.
" Here it your room for now", i started walking away but he grabbed me by my wrist and pull me inside the bed room. He pinned my both the hand up in the wall. I wispeared,"Ethan what are you doing dad will see us". He said,"I missed you, it's being a long time Yuna isn't". I replied "fuck off what exactly you want from me, why are you here and how did this all". He put his index finger on my lip" shh so many questions, you will get the answer later".
I hate it when he comes near, I hate him so much that I can love him again. I pushed him away and said,"don't do this again and for marriage, i will marry you because my father told me to do so. But I will NEVER . LOVE . YOU okay, bye good night". I walk towards my bed closing the door of the guest room behind me. I go towards my room and change my dress to the night dress.
It's was like- A soft night dress made of lightweight cotton rested gently against the skin, designed for comfort and quiet elegance. The outfit consisted of a loose button-down shirt paired with relaxed pants, both flowing naturally with every movement. The shirt had a slightly oversized fit, its collar soft and open, with delicate buttons running down the front and sleeves that could be rolled casually to the wrists. The fabric felt smooth and breathable, perfect for late nights and peaceful mornings. I was sleeping peacefully but at night I woke up scared and i wanted to drink a glass of water but the jar was empty so,
I go out of my room and went to the kitchen to fill the water in my jar. As I was filling it, someone came behind me and grabbed me by my waist and hugged me.