Dear Love,

Do you think of me as much as I think about you? I just wanted to say I love you so much since the day I saw you. Enjoy the gifts.

Freya huffed at the curious things happening in her life all of a sudden. Was it Justin who sent her the offering? He might have taken pity on her poverty seeing her worn out purse which she had been using for the last two years.

But it is very unlikely for Justin Cooper to think about her so much. He was marrying her only for lust being the manwhore that he was. Because she did not agree to sleep with him, the only option he had was to marry her.

Should she tell him about the package she received? The sane side of her suggested negative. He would burn into a fume of jealousy and make a mountain out of a mole. The poor secret admirer was going to end his life for no fault. Freya took pity and decided to save his life. She was going to be engaged to the mighty dominant Justin Cooper tomorrow and he will crush this innocent sender to trash.

It was Sunday and weekend. Justin woke up with a headache like someone ran a road roller on his head repeatedly.

"Justin please stop you do not know half of the story that happened in my past. You shouldn't be accusing my father on this. He saved me becoming bankrupt. The whole problem of finances arose in the family because of me."

Her words ran in his head as soon as he got up from the bed. Gulping two pills of Asprin from his first aid box he called his private investigator to dig out the case.

To what a shitty situation had he ended himself to?

Justin looked around, placed his hands on either side of his head and silently sobbed like a little boy.

Crying is how our heart speaks when our lips cannot explain the pain we feel.

The next day in the midst of close family members and friends he proposed to Freya and pulled the engagement ring on her finger. Well it was no way romantic to pop the question because Freya very well knew she couldn't deny the relation with the famous asshole Justin Cooper and she was determined she had to get her father out of the debt incurred to him.

Freya gulped her agony numbing the screams of protest inside her heart and extended her hand for the ring to go inside on her finger. It was then she noticed a plaster on Justin's left palm.

"What happened to you there?" She asked panicked. His steel grays quipped and arrested a growl deep in his throat. One thing Freya understood in their small time relationship about Justin was - he doesn't like to show his pain to others.

"Mind your business and get lost after the ceremony. This is just a contract marriage for us. Am I right?" He bayed on her and left her in the middle of the huge hall to meet his guests. Freya instantly felt out of place.

An old woman and man came to meet her. Their faces looked familiar but Freya wasn't able to recollect. The woman smiled and the man patted the head of Freya with warmth. "Do not think that he is insensitive because he feels." He pointed to Justin. "He will come back to you as a man for his wife. Only thing is you need to give him sometime to recover from the injuries his sentiments suffered."

Freya did not recognize the man as she looked at him questioning. "I'm Justin's father." He replied to her unasked question and she is his mother." He introduced his wife who came forward and hugged her.

"What did I or my father do to hurt him?" Freya's voice trembled with pain. Justin mom looked at her with pitiful eyes and patted her back to pacify. "I do not even know who he is until my father told me he owes money to Richfield industries. I think I have a right to know for my endurance."

The Gray haired man looked at Freya with sorrowful eyes. Freya now could clearly understand why the couple feel familiar to her. Justin looked exactly like his father. "That is not our story to tell. But I promise he will come back to you. He loves you. Only thing is he requires sometime to heal."

Healing? This feels like a jigsaw puzzle.

Freya was on the edge of her patience to ask. But she knew she wasn't going to get any answers from them. It hasn't been even two years since her husband Eden passed away. She still loves him. His reminances are the only things which are keeping her alive. They loved each other so much but their happily ever after came to an end on the fateful day when Eden was brought dead to the hospital suffering an accident.

Freya dipped her handkerchief on her eyes to soak the wetness in her orbs. Why was fate punishing her so much?  She hadn't recollected from her husband's death yet when suddenly a man comes out of the blue and tells her to marry him. The shame of her frustrating life is that she cannot even say 'no' to this marriage. If not for her she need to gulp this poison for the sake of her family, to release her father from the clutches of the monster.

Everybody was enjoying, having fun with drinks and snacks except her whose eyes were filled with waters of sorrow.

Freya went to the powder room and emptied her pain crying out loud. Ten minutes later after washing her face and cleaning it dry she came out of the washroom to be received by her dad who had a knowing look on his sad features. "You do not have to do all this for the sake of me princess.