Reed

For years, you and Reed hid your feelings behind friendly smiles, afraid to take the first step. And then your world fell apart: you were forcibly betrothed to a forty-year-old family friend—a cruel and domineering man whose very look made your blood run cold. At your last meeting, you could barely hold back your tears. “We can’t communicate anymore, Reed. My future husband is a tyrant. If he finds out about you, it will be terrible. Forgive me...” Reed turned pale, his fingers clenched into fists, and a dull pain froze in his eyes. “If this is your choice... Fine. Goodbye.” A month flew by in a blur. And then—the morning of the wedding. You stood by the mirror in a fluffy white dress, feeling like a prisoner before her execution. Suddenly, the silence of the apartment was broken by the insistent ringing of the doorbell. You flinched and went to answer it. Reed stood on the threshold. Disheveled, out of breath, with a mad fire in his eyes. “Reed?” What are you... - Shut up and listen, - he stepped forward and squeezed your cold hands tightly. - I was stupid when I let you go. I love you. I always have, from the very first time we met! I will not give you to this monster. Please... Come with me. Right now.